I went back again
To that special place of yours
That comforted you
To the secret lake
Through the whispering pines trees
Your childhood spent there
When we were first wed
You gently took my hand
To tell who you were
There you swam alone
So long before you knew me
Before we were one
Sometimes I go back
Because there I feel you again
Now that you have gone
The lake and pines wave
For they mourn your passing too
I am not alone
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love the tranquility woven here...
ReplyDeleteNo...what was ..who was is always with you..inside and all around xo
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Better than a gravestone are the live trees that seem to memorialize this love! Is that a picture of the hidden lake? The walk in, the sensing of her in the pines' whispers and waves is a thrilling kinetic image.
ReplyDeleteA very heart touching poem. Losing a loved one is tough and his or her memories are deeply etched everywhere
ReplyDeleteVery tender poem. I can feel the sadness yet the resignation, acceptance of missing someone.
ReplyDeletesadness of loss but supported and comforted by the trees -Nature helps to heal sorrow
ReplyDeleteI love the idea that a special place can remain so, even after one is gone.
ReplyDeleteThe memories are held by all present even if they don't speak.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful and tender. Places do hold the spirits of our loved ones, and we can feel closer to them in those special places. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully created.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so poignant. I understand why one would like to go back to a place that was so meaningful; and I am sure that the trees do mourn their loss as well. Memories, though, are a wonderful thing.
ReplyDeleteSo many emotions in this - its solemn and sweet, cheerful and sad. It's nice to have a place to go where you can walk with memories.
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