JoelJosol Posted February 9, 2019 Share Posted February 9, 2019 I have stopped sending you flowers at this time of year for you do not need it anymore, and I obliged. We are past the color of roses, and their artful packaging of rosemaries, sweet peas and pansies. We are past the greeting cards, love notes, and love letters written by hand. We know love better than all these, though we kept the night creams and day creams and that mirror where we see yesterday drifting farther from us. I still see my beautiful bride, whose eyes caught mine, and whose laughter will haunt me in my loneliness. Hold my hands, please, and promise not to let go of memories, of who I am to you, of who you are to me and everything else in between, for we will never be just a photograph of two people on the table. NOTE: This is my second poem that I am preparing for our upcoming 33rd anniversary, on the 15th of Feb. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted February 9, 2019 Share Posted February 9, 2019 Joel, You are certainly on a roll. Another beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing it here. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted February 11, 2019 Author Share Posted February 11, 2019 Thanks Tink/Judi. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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