I wrote a poem for and about my wife and she cried as she read it <br />Her tears landing on the printed out page of my heart <br />Its inkjet type written words were bathed by the healing flow <br />That came pouring from her dark brown and loving eyes <br />She sighed and whimpered without concern for her emotional rescue <br />And then she touched my face with her gentle hand <br />Saying my name for the very last time before she closed her eyes <br />And in that it was not to be our final goodbye <br />But only an escape from the pain <br />As I too whispered under my breath <br />My eternal lover’s name <br /> <br /> <br />(2007)<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/go-quietly-and-with-a-poem-in-your-heart-my-love-my-love/
