This day of sadness, is bringing forth,
Mixed emotions, of love, pain and sorrow,
For the loss of a loved one,
Who will not see another tomorrow.
The loss is full; grief and sadness,
With prayers to all, who must remain,
To carry on today and another morrow.
My prayers for you, now must begin,
My heart is broken, for your loss.
May God bless you, one and all.

Sitting on my Isle of discontent,
Evokes thoughts of self pity.
Morose, sorrow, interspersed,
With self doubt.
Thinking of things that might have been.
Accepting, rejecting, glad for change,
But not wanting it.
Depression, ever present,
Comes, without calling.

These words, I write, are just a token
Because, I swear, my head is broken.
Words that usually, jump right out,
Stay in my old head, rattling about.
This excuse is so much like a clock,
I swear, I now have writers block.

Unable to sleep, the night before,
Waking, for that morning moment,
When arising, in the darkest black,
Eating a breakfast, of eggs and bacon,
Anxious to leave.
The anticipation, of seeing your
First animal, at any moment,
Carries you through the morning
And when, that moment happens,
Excitement, courses through
Your veins, overpowering
All your senses.
The shortness of breath,
Blood pounding in your temples
And then swiftly,
The animals are gone
And you're alone.

There are still words, stuck in my head,
That are of love; not dread.
I need to put them on paper, now,
As soon as my hands, will allow.

My love for you, will always be,
A cry in the night; Stay with me.

I sometimes feel, like a thief, at night
That folds up his tent and flees.
Should I, then, make my lament
And head quickly, so quickly, into the trees?

Is there ever, a point in time,
When you would say, "I've had enough?
Seeing the change, to dependence on me,
Gradually, creeping in, all of the time,
Will strengthen resolve and make me tough,
To deal with those, without having time.
These issues, make a coward of me
And resolve them, I most certainly must,
Before my body and mind, turn to dust.

The love I have, for you today,
Is a love, that won't go away.
It's the love, shared for all your life,
My love for you, my dearest wife.

There is time, for me to say
That I love you, more, every day.
The wondering, not knowing what to do,
Pulls me closer, than ever, watching you.
I still marvel, at what I see
And admire, in you, that fine quality.
I ponder, the working of your mind
And how you manage, to stay so kind.
You are the beauty, that I adore
And want you to stay, forever more.
Please do not leave me, alone again.
I have not your strength, to hide the pain.