The Red MG

Bella Shepard

Her hair had long since turned to gray

The silky black a long lost day

When did all this life take place?

She’d count the wrinkles on her face

 

The house had weathered 60 years

Through all the grief and salty tears

Through happiness, life and death

And all within a single breath

 

When as a bride she came to live

With all the love she had to give

They made a home, a family

In which they dwelt most happily

 

She thought about her wedding ring

A plain and lovely, simple thing

She had it lost years ago

When they’d played and frolicked in the snow

 

For the search which lasted ‘til twilight

Had ended in a snow ball fight

The loss replaced with children’s laughter

Turned out a happily ever after

 

Time did pass and then one day

Their children grew and flew away

She kissed each cheek and wished them well

And then the house became a shell

 

The two of them, just he and she

Had life to live and things to see

A brand new feeling now bestowed

The freedom of the open road

 

They met each other as anew

And once again the love just grew

A touch, a stroke, a warm embrace

He’d trace the curve of her sweet face

 

The day had come when it was she

She missed him unbelievably

She couldn’t picture life alone

How could she face the vast unknown?

 

They had always been as one

And now the life she’d known was done

How could she cope without him there?

They had always been a pair

 

The car these years has sat unused

When asked to sell, she had refused

The memories were far too dear

And so she thought to keep them near

 

The house now sold, an empty shell

Time to leave, she must not dwell

She slowly walked this one last time

Down the steps she’d no longer climb

 

 

And then she spied them arm ‘n arm

They possessed a familiar charm

Newly weds to take her place

In this house of love and grace

 

Silky black hair and handsome man

Think of all the time they’ll span

Upon the mantelpiece she’d placed

Something she had long embraced

 

A photo old and slightly torn

Creased from loving fingers worn

He and she would always be

The couple in the red MG

 

 

  • Author: Bella Shepard (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2023 13:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: This one\\\'s been sitting unfinished in my file for a long time, thought it best to clean house.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: peto, Teddy.15, L. B. Mek
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Bella.
    You done that cleaning?! lol.

    • Bella Shepard

      Thank you dear Orchi! When they start to gather cobwebs, it's time to act. Wish I could say the same for the house. lol

    • Parisab

      Ain’t that a shame? ‘The house had weathered 60 years’ beautiful metaphor as well (her body)

      • Bella Shepard

        Thank you dear friend for reading and for your kind words. I love that you thought of her body!

      • peto

        Tremendous rhyme and flow as I've come to expect from you
        It's the content however that sets it apart
        Superb Bella

        • Bella Shepard

          I am so appreciative of your comments dear friend, thank you for reading. Take care!

        • Goldfinch60

          Wonderful words Bella, that life together is so wonderful, I know.

          Andy

          • Bella Shepard

            Thank you so much Andy, I know how much you can relate. Wishing you and Mary all the love and joy in the world!

          • Teddy.15

            There is a true lifetime in this poem dearest Bella ❤️ another magnificent read from your pen.

            • Bella Shepard

              Thank you my magnificent friend for your kind words, always love to hear from you. Thank you so much for the fav.

            • Neville


              I seem to have a knack of not being around at the off .. but am delighted to have arrived here now that the dust has settled .. and I am able to take my time and to take the whole thing in ..

              This must surely be your flagship Bella at least to date that is ..

              beautifully crafted throughout with not a word out of place .. and if it were not a contradiction in terms, I would go as far as to say, it is timeless ..

              Full marks indeed from me to thee .. Neville

              • Bella Shepard

                My Dearest Nev, I am lost for words at your touching comment. And to thee, you always lift me up to where I can see. God bless dear friend, you are a treasure in this old heart of mine.

              • L. B. Mek

                poem's like this, is why I'm in love with Poetry
                those cannon fodders
                can keep their refinement elitism
                their abstracted far-fetched imagery
                all I need, are a few poetic words
                of artistic sincerity
                breathing life to a memory
                a concept, a thought, a life's story...
                I'm in love with the elegance of this
                decadently unfurling, poetic gem
                just !!!Brilliant!!!
                (I bow to your superior talent dear cherished Poet)
                and it had to be a morgan
                the last car manufacturers to use
                actual wood in the frame of the cars
                gave it that personalised feel
                even in an assembly line batch, each car
                had its own unique personality
                clinging-on
                to the days when artisans
                put a little of themselves in that they crafted
                with love
                like you've done with this Poem
                my talented friend
                (sorry for my overzealous enthusiasm
                I genuinely admire works of subtle genius
                so rare)
                thank you!

                • Bella Shepard

                  My Dearest L.B., would that we could all have one that last ride in that MG. I am truly humbled, and dare I say weak in the knees from the touching words of your comment. My greatest joy is to find communion with on who appreciates the extraordinary simplicity of life. You have truly brightened my day, thank you so much!

                • AuburnScribbler

                  A wonderfully written poetic story here Bella, with a beautiful ballad like rhythm, you've painted a wholesome tale of life, that culminates in an enduring image.

                  Bravo, and I hope that all is well.

                  • Bella Shepard

                    Thank you so much dear friend. It is always such a pleasure when you stop by to read and comment, truly appreciated. Take care as well.

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Change is something unavoidable but so difficult and even more so as we grow older. An empty nest is tough to adjust to and downsizing to another home is difficult as well. The loss of a life long companion is toughest of all and I loved your last line.

                    • Bella Shepard

                      As always you understand the heart of my write. You are right about change and its inevitability, we know that it is coming but are never truly ready for. Thank you so much for your kind comments.



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