Fourteen years between tears and the mind
I linked with mine–
To think that we've met, danced, lived, loved together
and Yet– it seems, as you say, only 6 months 'til today.
And how many fourteens do we have left Lynette?
What will they hold? I'll bet– for more dancing, romancing,
walks and rides, growing old– whilst I search thine eyes
and See– only the purest of love there for me.
For me! By God! For ME! I've seen it,
and early on only flittingly believed it.
But tis True Love I know, and with its nurture I'll grow
to believe that there is someone who truly loves me.
"Take My Hand", "My True Love", and "Walk With Me",
"Let it Be", "Let it Be", YOU and ME in love–
Into Sunsets–
Like we just met.
Augustus / Folsom / December 22, 2008
- Author: Augustus (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 29th, 2016 09:33
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was written to my wife, Lynette. I still found it hard to believe that someone loved me with all of my warts. The lines in quotes were from songs we enjoyed.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Once again goosebumps! Lovely...:)
Thanks my goose bump friend.
great poem! Very romantic!
Thanks and sending positive thoughts that you may receive something equally as romantic.
Thank you. My husband doesn't write poetry but thanks for your positive thoughts my friend! Maybe something else romantic? I'll let you know! 🙂
Beautiful write
Hugs.
Welcome and hugs back to you
Wow a lovely sentimental poem to the wife, I love reading marrieds poem as they are rare compared to fickle lovers poems which are way too many.
Wonderful combination of freeverse n rhyme in light style. Kudos poet. Great to read from u again .
Very sweet and heartfelt.
Puts my 'young years' of 41 into perspective.
May you and Lynette still dance, even if it is just in each other's eyes. X
Thanks for the kind words.
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