The wind blew the curtain
Through the open window,
A box was knocked on the floor.
I picked it up,
I saw it, a label,
A label in my loved ones hand.
The words on it spoke to me,
Spoke so deeply to me,
“With all my love forever,
Joyce”.
Written ten years ago
On our thirtieth anniversary,
It would be our fortieth this year,
But I will celebrate it alone.
I have always known
She is still with me,
In my body and mind,
In the moon and the stars.
But now I know
She is also in the wind,
So every time the wind blows
I will know she is kissing me,
Kissing me once again,
And that one day we will be as one
When our Spirits join for eternity.