ALL THESE YEARS AND YET TOO FEW

How could we live so long in one flesh?
So uncomfortable and yet so naturally good
We would not have lived it any other way
There was never an absence of you
I could not bear the l lost for one day

My smooth hand and your strong touch
Will change; yet not too much
We can see no wrinkles,
They are there; we don't care
You are my Prince; Suitor of my teens
Even then this Love Story was seen
Each day we live in hope
We found sanity learning to cope
Days that emerged were not owned
Until we learned from seeds sown
Good; unwise; stupid and just funny
We see good for all our work
Raising the five with very little money
Staying in touch with friends
Touching the insight of the Almighty
Honoring Him to the day of our end

What if I never known your kiss
What blessings I would have missed
Your passion and sensitivity
The lessons you taught me on loyalty
True respect for my individuality
The gift of you has truly been mine

Author’s Comments
This poem was written as a substitute of the one named:
“WHEN YOU THINK OF ME”. I hope you enjoy both of them.

By Earthene Fleming
August 06, 2006
12:55 a.m. est.