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My heart stopped
When his almost did
Do we stop
To count each mistake?
No
We carry on
Moment to moment
Knowing
We are not immortal
But our love is.
Our first hello
Was
Also
The beginning
Of our last goodbye
We carry on
Moment to moment
Knowing
We are mortal
Our love is not.
When his almost did
Do we stop
To count each mistake?
No
We carry on
Moment to moment
Knowing
We are not immortal
But our love is.
Our first hello
Was
Also
The beginning
Of our last goodbye
We carry on
Moment to moment
Knowing
We are mortal
Our love is not.
35 comments:
That is beautiful, Gail!
Oh Gail this is powerful HUGS beautiful and powerful. B
How lovely, the way you pace out this truth and reemphasize that love goes on past mortality. Your voice is a clarion bell.
Beautiful Gail, you do have the knack for words, Francine.
Definitely because we are NOT immortal it is important for us to CARRY ON. And so true that we are mortal but love is not. Love definitely transcends death.
Thanks for participating in Poetry Jam.
Oh this is just beautiful and so, so powerful. Oma Linda
Moment by moment - Beautiful, every second, every breath, she a great capture of life and love.
very nice...
we are not immortal but our love is...and that is what matters...sometimes those scary moments as well help us remember that...
That is a really beautiful poem.
Aw, this is just so moving, Gail! We kid and joke around about our husbands, but we know, deep down, we wouldn't trade them for the world!
A poem is always easier to write when your heart does the talking- another good one Gail.
Very heart-felt. I remember this. Nice to hear the bittersweet love in this.
I enjoyed how you combined both prompts ... they did mesh together nicely this week.
Yes, true love is forever.
It is good that you are sure about at least one thing, Gail, and you stated it very eloquently. I am glad to hear of a love so deep.
Gail . . . heart filled truth speaks! Excellent . . .
From the heart, for sure. Loved it!
... I've often said MY proof (for me) that God exists is that my love continues after someone special dies... I feel a real connection...
Very poignant, Gail. ♥
Gail,
Your poem touch the hearts of many. Including Tractor Man, your soul mate. Don't worry about the mistakes, we all learn from them. Hold on to each other, no other love can be stronger.
Wonderful. We forget we are mortal, but love is immortal. My grandmother died in the 1960s, with people telling her lies about me, and not letting me visit her, but I always knew she loved me. She knew the truth the others preferred to ignore.
Thanks for this reminder.
K
Excellent combination for two prompts. Well done.
And a big thank you for the link to Poetry Jam - I'd lost sight of them recently. :-)
Gail, this is PERFECT...JUST PERFECT!...:)JP
this is my most favorite of all your poems that I have read. this says it all and is 100 percent true. also beautiful and from the heart.
A poem straight from the heart, beautiful!
Lynne x
I love this response to the prompt.........it's all about the love.
Well done, Gail; very well done.
Beautifully written. Those scary times really are wake-up calls.
Sincere, heartfelt, and so true. Love is like time - it never stops. Wonderful.
How sweet the thought of the first hello is the start of your last goodbye! How lucky to have this type of love in your life!
I absolutely love this poem ... we do carry on (in more ways than one) with the ones we choose to love deeply ... through it all, toward a physical end, but never, never a spiritual one! I love this poem!
Excellent job of combining two prompts and coming up with something so lovely.
=)
Wow! I'm all teary eyed! Love this!
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