Memories are many, my heart is full
Of gladness for the love I found in you
Love that we manifested and forged true.
You are my anthem, upright and faithful.
Our love is envied by watchful lovers
And mysterious to all except us.
We steadfast run the course of love and thus
You are the sweetness that this life offered
But if the veil of death covers me first
And the air of separation grows cold
Go and seek love again, as I've foretold.
Lest remembrance causes you a sore heart
It's better that you live well and be free
To love once more than be shackled to me.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
Offline) - Published: December 14th, 2024 12:32
- Category: Love
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Comments1
This poem tells me what a loving and generous spirit you have. You want your love to be happy. If you succumb first, you are ok with him finding love again. Nicely composed offering. Thank you.
He died first, truth be told, but he told me to find someone to love and I did!
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