Jan 25, 2011

When his beloved died.

Love this poem, but cannot find out where l got it from if you know tell me please.

when his beloved died
he thought he would just grow old
shutting himself in the house alone
with meanings and the mirror
that she had looked in one bright day

when his beloved died
he decided to grow old
and shut himself inside the empty house
alone with his memories of her
and the big sunny mirror
where she`d fixed her hair


Also this was next to the above poem

Now that she has left the room for a moment
to powder her nose.
We watch and wait for her to bring back the purpose into our lives.

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Farewell Matty, hope pray see you in heaven.

Matthew David Waller, was born into a large working class family, in a Northern fishing Port called Hull. Hull, for those who don’t know, is...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"