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Me and Dustin!
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Enjoy yourself, and thanks for stopping in.
I think, therefore I am.
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All in Marriage
Last year if my late wife would have been alive, we would have made its twenty-five years of marriage on December 27. I missed out on a lot of good years I could have lived in. Instead, I let a tragedy tear my whole world standing, apart. Before our worlds fell and we failed. That was our lives; I tried giving her the world, and the moon too!
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.
Shannon, that's my wife's name. Just the very thought of her brings butterflies back to my stomach—those teenage butterflies when you're all flushed seeing the girl again, first love? I get that way sometimes just thinking of my wife. I had to let her go physically; spiritually, my wife and I always are connected.
Something I can not understand on why my wife chose walk away and I had no choice thereafter to walk away and is part of the reasons I turned my back to life and walked down my nightmare to come back then. I’m in self-conviction and this is part of the outcome to why I placed myself in this situation I try to release myself from now.
“Still,She Is Desirable,'‘ is “Romanticism” genre, dedicated poetry to my late wife, Shannon, may she rest peaceful. She forever resides in my soul, I’ve written other poetry about her, but never anything like this. This well penned poem to me is the richest poem I’ve written of its quality to date, because she simply exist to me.
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.
The way we were with each other, the friendship, our marriage that it grew to be. Thank you, my dear wife, for the lasting thoughts that carry my mind to places in my heart of untold purities. I miss you so desperately and I can never forget our love, our marriage, the children, and now, we have grandchildren. I sure hope you approve, even though you're not here. I'm a hot, hot mess without you. Until we meet again Shannon, I love you. May you always rest so peacefully.
My late wife and I were having some trouble and were not embraced at this time of our sorrows. It troubled me so badly, I started losing sleep over it. Upon writing this poem we worked through our troubles as we always have to a degree. I loved her so and miss her even more. Rest in peace Shannon, I love and miss you very very much, until we meet again.
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.
Beautiful people they were. Donna had gotten ahold of me asking if I could write a poem about her and her husband, John, and their love and relationship, and being married together 53 years. So I needed a little bit more info to understand their undying love for one another. She needed in it, to include, yellow roses and the 4 kisses. Every day, her husband John would give 4 kisses before leaving for work every single day. He returned home in the evening and greet her with 4 kisses. 53 years such, as the ambiance of their passioned love
Tis poem was written for my late wife, Shannon, may she rest in peace, and is dedicated. I love you more today, more than I did yesterday. And I’ll love you even more tomorrow. Until we meet again.
Each love poem I've written is about my late wife, Shannon. On occasion, I've written love poems for a friend or two, about their love, and I've always looked to my love, my wife. She was the only woman that I've truly loved and I've been married three times. My point being, she lights my darkest hours and I miss her. Rest in peace until we meet again.
