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Happy, I gave
this life a whirl.
Happy I met
you as a girl.

Long did we live,
through day and night.
You were my sweetheart,
you were my light.

The light in our life,
has become dim.
Hold me close, now,
life has become grim.

If I tell you a story,
about me and you,
will you believe me,
if my words are untrue?

Lying to you,
is not what I do,
but I'll say it's alright,
worrying about you.

I've been writing,
for an hour, instead
of laying warm,
in my bed.

Good night all,
is what I say,
putting pen and paper
away for today.

I write, with no intent,
to harm others, with my words.
Many of the words maybe trite,
while some may be absurd.

I write all thoughts, which coursed
through this aged head,
and to make sure,
my EGO is fed.

The will,
no longer exist,
to fight another,
using your fist.

I walk through the shadows,
my life's dream, not there.
No longer together,
one floor below, down the stair.

Forlorn, am I,
a pitiful sight.
Please let me sleep,
through the night.

A slight breeze,
ruffled her hair,
light brown in color,
no curls to share.

A beautiful smile,
she was unaware,
of the magic she held,
not one to compare.

Slender, she was,
a picture to see.
A joy, in my life,
for she loved me.

I saw her again,
knew by her look,
she read my emotions,
like a page from a book.

Greeted her warmly,
to see her smile.
Success came my way,
hadn't happened in a while.

What a beauty you are,
I thought to myself.
My emotions came back,
from off of the shelf.

As long as I live,
I'll remember this time,
she told me I do,
and our hearts intertwined.

Long the winds blew,
memories of our past.
Looking back at the years,
life's events are now last.

Like the wind
before the storm,
life was grand,
life was norm.

What happens next,
when love is anew?
Memories are gone,
love didn't renew.

For each of my days,
in my wretched life,
is my worry about
the health of my wife.

Awake I am,
a flickering flame.
Words flow out,
I hear your name.

My heart beats fast
nowhere to hide
the fears I have,
for this long slow ride.

My eyes flash,
with my fear
of losing you,
this coming year.