Is it selfish to cling to those who have gone? <br />To wish for his strong arms when darkness falls, <br />Or his hand to help me along the street, <br />Soft lips for a kiss every time we meet? <br />The sharing of memories that each recalls. <br /> <br />I need the warmth of his body close to mine. <br />Time passes, yet the pain won’t go away. <br />He should be here, to wipe away my tears; <br />My love, my protector against my fears. <br />Why did you die, beloved? Could you not stay? <br /> <br />Is it self-indulgence, or merely a dream? <br />That such a life as ours could never cease <br />To hope once again to hear the soft voice <br />That spoke my name. So, I now have a choice; <br />To mourn forever or to live at peace.<br /><br />Irene ClarkHogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/selfishness-19/
