Sky
Michael Robinson (right) and fellow contributor Joan Beebe
Holding you in my arms, keeping you close.
The sky always a trusted place for my spirit,
Always reaching to touch the angel’s wings,
Holding you close to me forever.
Sadness
Sadness there is no sadness between the two of us,
Tears remind me of your smile and warm heart.
There is no sadness between you and me today,
Sadness is our way to hold one another close,
Watering our souls.
Sweetness of Life
Like the flowers that sprout up,
So is our love for one another.
Ever-changing, forever growing,
Forever blowing in the wind.
Bitterness
No bitterness as you move on with your life,
There is a sense of resolution between us.
No bitterness between me and the stars,
Angels rejoice while the stars sparkle.
Time
Heaven has no time,
Time passes only in the now.
Heaven does not need time,
We will always have time to love.
Empty Room
The folded sheets were neat across the bed.
Everything was as I remembered in your room.
The nightstand with a vase of flowers,
Holding each heart.
Words II
It was a warm summer evening,
Having what was to be our last conversation.
It was no words nor holding hands,
Just the look in our eyes.
The conversation is still with me,
What story our eyes tell.
Seldom
Seldom did I realize my care for you. Thinking back over the years, it was an unsaid understanding between us. Years passed, and now while you are in a nursing home, suddenly I miss you. My visits remind me of the years we spent sitting at the same table, unable to tell the story of our love. It was seldom that I did not shower you with my feelings. Now when I visit you. I cry all alone in the house.