Clara Mae Gregory
You are a verbal artist in the most precious way. Those words you constructed painted a pure vision of the most beautiful explanation of purposeful love lived- the most beautifully expressed that I have ever read...this was something I was just thinking about, too, and it is as if you plucked it right out of my head. What is love? Real love....not the facsimile of a fickle love. Real love is stable or stabilizes....but its survival is rooted in nurture. Romantic love confuses. Shallow love does not survive-- especially when corrupted by jealousy and hate. Your poem touched my heartstrings deeply. It made me reflect on the loss of my parents too early in their lives, how I miss them and how I have come full circle, made a love commitment with a new focus to live as long as I can for my children and grandchildren's sake. I want to see them all grow up....I might even get the privilege of meeting future great-grandchildren. Wow. And when I read your words "For you I shall be strong"- it evoked a special personal meaning because for many years I struggled with severe depression that was severe enough to entertain thoughts of suicide. I couldn't hurt my family like that and so I'd wake up each day wishing it would end soon, I wanted to die and my will to live had vanished. But that all changed, thankfully. I am thankful beyond words. I know my family loves me and needs me. I am wanted and I want them.They are the reason I want to live out a long life and by the Grace of God, I am going to apply the wisdom from God to make that happen.
Thank you for this beautiful poem that speaks in a universal tongue. The Subject of your poem should know it, too....the rich, deepness of this love you have for them. Love is indeed a powerful healer.
2026-07-24