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After Thoughts
Who Sally Was
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My Attempts at Poetry 

To my beloved wife

 

All the love Ive ever known

 

yours alone, yours alone

 

freedom came hours spent

 

crying weeping wishes sent

 

my love is lost in the time

 

I spend alone without you

 

All the love Ive ever known

 

he took you home, he took you home

 

I wonder now at his abounding grace

 

To see the love in his face

 

humbled now by his love

 

how you smile from above

 

at those who long to be free

 

from the pain and misery

 

the lessons to be learned

 

 

 

 

Fields of Dreams

 

 

Through fields of dreams

 

I like to roam

 

another place to call home

 

familiar faces I often see

 

leading to places I long to be

 

In fields of dreams

 

we like to gather

 

surreal scenes

 

unearthly matters

 

To fields of dreams

 

I need to go

 

to reconcile the daily foe

 

By fields of dreams

 

I hope to find

 

The blessed kindness

 

Of Gods sweet mind

 
When Death Came


The soul rejects

the bones connect

to quaking of the mind

heart bursts with bitter blood

the conscious loses time

nowhere to fall

all senses numbed

matter undefined

the aberrated spirit joins

the journey of all mankind

Brittany found this poem in her scrap book.     
I wrote it when we made the decision to cease 
life support:                                                     
      Pain                      
 
I wish I knew the reason why
 
pain exists and we must cry   
 
the  pain I feel it sometimes seems
 
exceeds the joy in what it means
 
pain of losing someone so dear   
 
exposes the heart to so much wear
 
a heavy heart must now decide     
 
to let her go to the other side      
 
the sounds of machines now replace
 
that beautiful voice and happy face
 
pain is heavy and laughter light    
 
pain is dark and joy is bright      
 
a broken heart can never mend   
 
a happy heart is forced to end      

 
Those Mortal Foes
 
 
Those mortal foes
 
that come and go
 
like robbers to the blind
 
Our one defence
 
repentenance
 
In God we trust to find
 
He gives us hope
 
He gave us love
 
so cherished, so divine
 
that when I die
 
those mortal foes
 
will all be left behind

Bitter Space
 

Bitter space

 

hollow broken mind

 

isolated shell disposed

 

darkness true defined

 

to reap the loss of broken dreams

 

in its curse I hope to find

 

that gentle place to receive his grace

 

no souls be left behind

 

that bitter space, it marks the place

 

for warriors of the mind

 

to show the world

 

the truth of love

 

all sorrows left behind