She Is Always There.

Goldfinch60



She is always there,

Always there for me.

She is there on the good days,

And there on the hard days

She hugs me with love.

And when I am alone,

Alone in the house,

I feel lonely.

But never for long

As she comes back,

Because she makes our home,

Makes our home feel different,

Feel different just by being in it.

As I get older the more I realise,

Realise she is one of the best,

One of the best things,

Best things that ever happened,

Ever happened to me,

Ever happened me in my lifetime.

How did I get this lucky?

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 10th, 2026 00:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: It is very strange when I am in the house alone when Mary has popped out as I feel lonely. Mary says the same when I am out of the house.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 19
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  • sorenbarrett

    There is gratitude in this poem that spills out of its expression providing a warm bath of comfort. Nicely said Andy

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you soren very much appreciated.

      Andy

      • sorenbarrett

        You are very welcome Andy have a great day

      • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

        well said my friend

      • arqios

        An excellent warmth and inspiration, Andy 👍🏻🕊️

        • Goldfinch60

          Much appreciated Rik, thank you.

          Andy

        • orchidee

          Good write Gold. I wrote a similar poem (did I? lol). KP thought I meant her. I said 'No, not you, but Fido!' lol.
          She said 'You think more of that hound than on of me'. I replied 'Yep!' heehee.

        • 2781

          I truly admire the love you share.
          I think my wife is happy to see the back of me, half the time!
          May the Blessings keep coming...

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you 2781.

            Andy



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