As you fell into my arms
A perfect fit
The feeling, felt so right
We gazed into each others eyes
We knew it
As we grasped each other
And held so tight.
The pounding of our hearts
Beating to the melody
Of Sinatra crooning
“I’ll never smile again.”
The smile was there
For fifty six years
Suddenly the music stopped,
You left
Called home.
Now
I’m all alone.
Awaiting my call
Beaconing me home.
Tom Fenning
6/16/2008
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This is a sad, yet beautiful piece. One can be alone, yet not lonely. I hope this is the way with you; better yet, to have family around giving support.
David, the five beautiful children that Merry left me are my salvation.
eternal love
Tom I wanted to comment earlier but the blog genie was making trouble …
I really liked this poem. It almost made me cry though. It gives me a lot of chills. Sometimes I wonder how it would be for me if my husband would go before me and there I would be alone and waiting … it’s a scary thought. I think you are doing a great job though, still staying active and writing poetry and interacting with people.
And also your poem makes me think of how important it is to make life the best while we are still young, and have the most fun possible and not let hardships or troubles stop that. I would never want to look back 40 years from now and feel that I wasted time I had together with my husband while I had the chance. This is an inspiration to me.