Twenty Five Years on

Going through some old files, Hubby came across an envelope.
Inside, was some personal stuff, and with his permission, I’d like to share this:

You’re with me at my waking hour
Although you’re not beside me,
I hear you but you are not there,
And yet you are within me.
Your loving arms hold me so close,
I still sense them when we’re parted,
Your lips feel warm against my cheek.
God knows when the loving started.
So far away, and yet so near
I could just reach out and touch you,
To hold your hand, caress your brow,
But I don’t know much about you.
So short a time, it seems like years,
Like you’ve always been a part of me,
You know my moods, you feel my pain,
You’ve touched the very heart of me.
I didn’t want to feel again,
To Love with soul and mind,
I needed a friend and companion,
Not the heavy commitment kind.
Now I can feel I have all of it,
Not that I regret one day,
It wasn’t planned, or wished, or schemed,
It just turned out this way.
We’ve had our share of misery,
We’ve suffered but muddled through,
The future’s ours for the taking,
And I want to share mine with you.

 I wrote that twenty five years ago.  It rings as true today as it did then.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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