You colour my life
Eyes green like grass in Spring
Lips red as roses in bloom
You are a treasure my wife
You sing songs of love
Your warm hand placed in mine
I love to feel your soft skin
In your glance how your eyes shine
Oh what joy was ours
When living together
As our pink babies arrived
Our hearts light as a feather
I'm dreaming of course
You died all those years past
Awake from my reverie
I now feel grey and downcast
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That grey is mightily enlivened by fine memories!
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful memories of a life lovingly lived!
ReplyDeleteColor of love is pure sweetness. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't matter how long since a loved one died, the love stays alive, brings colour to the living.
ReplyDeleteYet still, for we who have been fortunate in love, the memories colour our lives.
ReplyDeleteAs our pink babies arrived
ReplyDeleteOur hearts light as a feather
Such joy when they arrived one by one and grew just as
fast. All can relate very much to this Robin!
Hank
I feel grey and downcast today, but only because it's been raining for almost a week now. No biking...Wonderful words I'd like to have someone to color my life with.
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