Through sickness,
and in health,
I always loved you.
I might not have been,
the perfect husband,
but I always loved you.
I loved you,
the best way I knew how.
When you were sick,
and spent five days,
in the emergency room,
I was there every day.
I stayed there,
from morning until evening.
I would hold your hand for hours.
I would kiss your wrist.
When you were in,
intensive care,
it was I who brought you food.
When we arrived,
back at your parents place,
I carried you inside to your room,
because you were to weak.
Now I roll my eyes and sigh,
because now I try to forget you.
I try to pretend,
that I was not married to you,
and no matter how I try,
I cannot forget.
I tell myself,
that I do not love you anymore,
and I do.
I try my hardest,
to put you out of my mind,
and I can't.
Maybe it is because,
I take vows to mean something serious.
I mean them from my heart.
I do not know.
If I marry again,
I will again, mean every vow I take,
and yet you will always take up,
the tiniest piece of my heart.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This piece that is written is all based on true events. Nevertheless, this happened a long time ago, and overall I am passed it. Jesus is my Savior. Persistence is key
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Comments5
I too take my marriage vows very seriously and even in my wife's state of dementia "In sickness and in health" I vowed and I will NOT breal those vows.
Good write.
Thoughtful and debatable.
A sensitive write Forever.
Thank you for responding.
We will always love those who were in our lives before,as God will always love us.very touching.
The Lord gives us the strength to work through it.
We will always love those who were in our lives before,as God will always love us.very touching.
The Lord gives us the strength to work through it.
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