Love Doesn’t Die, it Simmers
Memory upon beautiful memory
have flooded through
the door opened
by a wonderful email.
Erlinda wondered if I’d remember her,
if you only knew
you’ve been locked deep in my heart
in a tender jail.
You brought back times
of love for a woman
and her daughter,
my daughter for a while.
These were times revered for their warmth
by this man,
each new memory raises
a brand new smile.
The heart has the capacity for
love in all forms, it’s true,
but the love felt during those days
was so strong.
Thirty-three years have past since
I was happy with you,
new little details through that door
come along.
My love for you was reinforced
when you smiled
I worshipped the giving heart
you offered to me.
Alona, I loved you as if you were
my very own child,
when you called me “Papa”,
such sweet harmony.
The living was rustic
this cannot be denied, but then
a home filled with love overcomes
things you don’t need.
The deepest love felt
and happiest times were when
the three of us honored
and watered love’s seed.
I’m writing this on Father’s Day,
in a sad year for me,
for I have lost two children
and felt the pain.
One child died,
heaven needed him more, you see,
the other has
chosen estrangement once again.
Erlinda and Alona
you have brought me such joy
at a time when I could be
buried in self pity and tears.
Wonderful memories thirty-three years
couldn’t destroy
because I’ve carried you both
in my heart all these years.
By AlwaysMyWords
© 2009 AlwaysMyWords
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