Jane O'Regan

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Jane O'Regan

A loving fine girl saved me in this world,
Her beauty from God; a gift wrapped for me.
She saw all my ways; in life my lived days.
Helping the search for my manhood in me.

She dried all tears, in kind strength always hers.
Gifting love's passion to life I’d not seen.
Her soft whispers, banished my life's splinters.
Painful broad planks that felt large, much like trees.

Countless days have long faded far away,
From the lush green garden, shared just with me.
Her gentle hands, helped me be a true man.
Lessons woven from life's fabric by she.

She coursed through tragic times; a heart Divine.
Lighting a clear path to grace,  token me.
Beautiful times; a world I thought was mine.
Opening my eyes, so me I could see.

Pacing days have lost use in many ways,
Without love, she had shared only with me.
Her kind manner, gave me noble standard.
Knowing days past, paced with me happily.

Those days are no more; I tally the score.
The loving path we shared, grown over green.
I’ve lost many days, without guiding ways.
As tears still drip from my face without she.

I ushered for sure, myself through that door.
Leaving love gone; long done not forgotten.