Today's topic could be touchy for some. One poem is to be inspired by a positive future - a relationship you already have continuing to grow, or perhaps the thought of finding the right person. The other is negative which I find harder as I have a wonderful partner - a lonely future or one where something happens to your loved one. I don't like to go there even in my imagination.
What I Have Learned
37 years of walking a shared journey.
37 years of highs and lows, of joys and sorrows.
37 years of agreements that united, and fights that divided.
37 years of trial by fire that burned our walls down.
37 years of precious memories created and treasured.
37 years, I would do it all over again without a single regret.
What I have learned...
I have learned to let go of outside illusions,
That the image society offers doesn't work for our hearts.
Our love is forged every day with simple small gestures.
The touch of our lips when we say good morning.
Your hand touching my shoulder for no reason at all
Except as a reminder to say I see you, I am here.
I accept some emotions are too hard to share,
That our times of silence can be just revealing.
Every day, every walk, our hands reach out
And clasp tightly together until we return home.
My heart knows yours and is filled with gratitude
That we both choose to embrace this journey together.
What I have learned...
Encased in your arms when I am lost in despair,
Your touch fills my need when nothing else can.
In your arms, in that that moment, I know deep in my soul.
I am safe, I am loved and you'll shield me from harm.
No flowers or jewelry or fancy dinners or presents
Can ever replace being surrounded by you..
On those dark, difficult nights when I toss and I sigh,
You turn over with great care and spoon gently around me.
The heat from your body draws the tension from mine.
With a grateful sigh, I relax into your embrace.
Slowly but surely my eyes close. The world disappears.
What I have learned...
Our love is unique and so is it's expression.
I release the world to it's view of how love is shown
And allow our hearts to find their own way.
A way that will continue to draw use together,
A way that will continue to nourish our love.
Here's to the gift of touch for another 37 - bodies willing.
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This poem is one I wrote awhile back, but it still stands as all I want to say about my love for my husband, so I skipped writing a new poem for my positive offering.
37 years of walking a shared journey.
37 years of highs and lows, of joys and sorrows.
37 years of agreements that united, and fights that divided.
37 years of trial by fire that burned our walls down.
37 years of precious memories created and treasured.
37 years, I would do it all over again without a single regret.
What I have learned...
I have learned to let go of outside illusions,
That the image society offers doesn't work for our hearts.
Our love is forged every day with simple small gestures.
The touch of our lips when we say good morning.
Your hand touching my shoulder for no reason at all
Except as a reminder to say I see you, I am here.
I accept some emotions are too hard to share,
That our times of silence can be just revealing.
Every day, every walk, our hands reach out
And clasp tightly together until we return home.
My heart knows yours and is filled with gratitude
That we both choose to embrace this journey together.
What I have learned...
Encased in your arms when I am lost in despair,
Your touch fills my need when nothing else can.
In your arms, in that that moment, I know deep in my soul.
I am safe, I am loved and you'll shield me from harm.
No flowers or jewelry or fancy dinners or presents
Can ever replace being surrounded by you..
On those dark, difficult nights when I toss and I sigh,
You turn over with great care and spoon gently around me.
The heat from your body draws the tension from mine.
With a grateful sigh, I relax into your embrace.
Slowly but surely my eyes close. The world disappears.
What I have learned...
Our love is unique and so is it's expression.
I release the world to it's view of how love is shown
And allow our hearts to find their own way.
A way that will continue to draw use together,
A way that will continue to nourish our love.
Here's to the gift of touch for another 37 - bodies willing.
No Worries. There'd Be Time.
When first married we were focused
On career, a home, having children.
Those special date nights were forgotten.
We started to drift, but were sure our bond
Was soul deep and would survive.
Romance, personal moments, deep conversation....
No worries. There'd be time.
Three kids arrived quickly,
One...two...three...
Too close together to breathe,
But a joy that filled our hearts.
Sleep illusive, self-care impossible,
We just put one foot in front of the other.
No worries. There'd be time.
Our kids grew like weeds,
Their schedule filled with activities.
Which meant hours behind the wheel,
He'd go here, I'd going there,
Arriving home too tired to do
More than eat and hit the sack.
No worries. There'd be time.
Then all three passed their driving test.
They'd scarf down some food
Then race out the door excitedly
Off to see friends and have fun.
Suddenly we sat alone at home
We ate in empty silence.
No worries, There'd be time.
But we were wrong.
Even a love soul deep
Needs to be nourished each day.
Small words of love, kind touches,
Moments of intimacy to build on.
Our motto - There'd be time.
Crumbled to dust.
If only we had committed
Each day on awakening
To love each other one more day
Then one more, then one more.
Instead the distance couldn't be breeched
We live apart now and alone.
There wasn't time after all.
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