Your tears are for the
both of us
I know your pain well
it is mine
But its okay to break
let it go
My calm will help you
lift your burden
I'll help you in carrying
what you can't
My strength will serve when
yours is gone
I'll always be close by
keeping an eye
And when you're unable to
walk any longer
I'll carry you in my arms
across the sea ...
into the sunset ...
carry one to sunset,
ReplyDeletelove it, enjoyed the orange color of the sun.
you can share this with poetry picnic tomorrow.
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It is simply superb..what a beautiful heartfelt poem it is... Your prompt pushed me into some deep thinking..don't know if I have been able to do the justice.. thanks!!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Kremo. I can just imagine a sick and dying loved one. Your poet writer will be there beside until the end.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the prompt. It was a fun write.
Lastly, your sunset picture turned out much better than mine. :)
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Beautiful sunny ending of day. Love dying at the end of the world.
ReplyDelete"And when you're unable to
ReplyDeletewalk any longer
I'll carry you in my arms
across the sea ...
into the sunset "
That says it so beautifully!
This poem touched me deeply. It mirrors what is happening with my wife and myself - sadly I may not have the physical strength to carry her when she needs me to.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone for their wonderful comments, truly, I am overwhelmed !!!!
ReplyDelete@Altonian - Thank you so much! And I'm really sorry to hear about your wife, but emotional strength is all you need, stay strong !