Moments in later life, shared without words - they are not needed. But out of my pen flow words of explanation - which I feel are needed.


Today I held her small hand -
while she wept against my chest -
tenderly, lovingly, in admiration...
my love is all these things and more.
I refrained from weeping
to be, to stay, strong, just for her.
I knew the reason for her sorrow:
There might not be a tomorrow
where we both are here together.
In that moment that is a certainty
we will be painfully parted, torn,
and whoever is left will live in hope
that somehow the Universe will allow -
at some stage, somewhere, the scope
of... a joint continuation.

© Griffonner 2021

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Written on 2021-12-30 at 13:14

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
There are many versions of "Who Knows Where Time Goes," I'm sure you know it—it touches the emotions that your poem touches.

Here are two:

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
It's almost impossible to express these feelings of missing someone you love so deeply that eternity is not enough, even though you are here, together, now.

You've done a masterful job here. I feel exactly as you do.

Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
I know how you feel,
Thoughts that remain never shared,
Need an outlet poetry is mine too.
Nicely written.