Daffodils open the season of spring,
They were the last spring flower she saw.
Now new grass and blossom does sing
Springs song as cold frosts begins to thaw.
Nature opens it's arms with new life,
But with springs joy comes such sadness.
As spring, April, was the time I lost my wife,
And now what is gone is any gladness.
She sleeps now in that soft patch of earth
That I visit, and on a warm day, to sit, or lay
Chewing a blade of grass, for what its worth,
And there spend the best part of the day.
Now, a long lonely decade has past by.
I remember her last kiss, still fresh and new,
As I said ‘I love you' over and over with a cry
And her final words, ‘I love you too'.
this poem has touched and pull my heartstrings Bravo. Tina was very lucky to have you
Beautiful. I love the line where you sit, and chew a blade of grass, the totality of being in the moment. Pure poetry.
great love, pathetic on her absence Dear David.Nicely crafted poem.
may she be in yr heart always Bravo! I am right now, crying
Beautiful words in memory of your loved one x Thank you for sharing x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel the deep sadness in this ardent peaceful but very sad Tribute, so true pure love never dies. My deepest sympathy, dear David 5 Stars. Thank you for sharing these touching words