Me and Dustin!
Welcome to my Blog…
Enjoy yourself, and thanks for stopping in.
I think, therefore I am.
Several Types of Logos
Hello, World!
All in Lovers
Part of a dream I had the other night, so sureal it was to me. Woke me up from what I thinks was a sound sleep, because I was startled by it. Pretty crazy times we live in, and adventure to see through my eyes, and then sit here and display it poetically, no better feeling then, accomplishment.
My late wife and I had only been together a few years, so, it was still a crisp and savory love. We were young, adventurous, and just started our family. My late wife and I are soulmates, for all eternity. I am still in love with her today and still take to her as if she were sitting right next to me.
Dedicated To 1984 of an old high school love. We call each other Sizzler now, because my parents took me and Sizzler to a restaurant called, Sizzlers, and it was her birthday. She just lost her husband to cancer, may he R.I.P. That's what this poem is about and why it is dedicated to 1984.
I had written this back in the 90’s early on in our dating years. I can remeber how young lover’s act. She was my excitement, the reasons I wanted a future with her. I knew of our children in a dream. I woke up the next morning and excited, I just had to tell her all about it.
Shannon, I sure do miss you.
This poem is about finding my soul mate and found her, right in front of me the whole time. We had a love, that we could together, we could fix anything! I miss her life, her presence around me or just simply the smell of her perfume.
For years, and years, I just can’t and wouldn’t thinking our fhttps://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/as_we_are_516514amily to split in the blink of an eye. And those blinders was sure on. Well I’m trying hun to write it and if our Lord Jesus told me it would help me to begin the processes that it will help me forgive myself.
Most of the love poems you find by me are of my late wife. Beautiful woman inside and out, I couldn't have asked for anyone better.
Until we meet again my love, may you rest peacefully until then.
My love, until we are reunited, I shall count the seconds till our harmony is together and once again regained. Our Lord shined on our beauty as the love that we've once lived. Rest my love and by mornings light, shall we be together again?
My dear friend will possible never know how much she means to me. We have bonded in a way, I've never experienced. When we talked to each other, she lightens my world and all troubles seem to fade as if they've never occurred. Thank you truly for entering my life. If you wouldn't have spoken, I don't think I'd be writing this excerpt. But mostly, I thank God for you!
My wife, long-ago past now, and still, I yearn for her touch, her smell, her feel. I sit and talk with her, silently, as if she was standing or sitting right beside me. I remember how we would walk in the meadows and lose track of time. Such joy, her memory, the smells of perfume, like the wildflowers in the meadows or lilacs.
