She's Always Standing There (poem) by Richard Lee King on AuthorsDen

She's Always Standing There
by Richard Lee King → (All Poetry by Richard Lee King)
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This is one I wrote a number of years ago, after losing my wife to cancer. Those first few months, maybe even the first couple years, you just go on. You don’t necessarily want to, but you do. People ask you how you are doing and you lie to them and say you’re doing fine, but you’re not. Now it’s been 24 years and I have a wonderful lady in my life. I no longer have to lie. I really am doing just fabulous.
*SHE’S ALWAYS STANDING THERE* Last week at the airport and one day at the mall. I’ve seen her nearly every day since she answered that fatal call. Driving down Old Dixie, heading for the county fair, thought I saw her car up ahead somewhere. In line to buy my ticket thought I saw her standing there. Who was that guy she was with? When did she change her hair? Saw her twice last evening and twice the day before. Ever since she left me, I see her more and more. Last week at the barber shop waiting my turn in the chair, looking out the window, thought I saw her standing there. Never does she speak, but she knows that I still care and every time I turn around she’ll be standing there. I’ve heard the only cure, when your true love has been taken, is get out there and start again, pretend you’re not so shaken. I’ve been looking every night in my favorite neighborhood bar. I see her lips, her face, her body she's still my shining star. Last night I was fixin’ to get lucky with a friendly neighborhood lass, when suddenly she showed up right there inside my glass. She was there when I went to bed. She was there when I got up. She was there when I brewed my coffee, she was right inside my cup. I just can’t seem to get over her cause I see her everywhere and every time I turn around she’s always standing there….. She's always standing there, REVISITED ….Those were my very words just a few short years ago, as I was recovering from a loss many of us one day come to know. Looking back, I know I was lucky that I shared so much of her life No one that I’ve ever known has had a more loving wife. But life continues on, you can’t just call it quits, you eventually smile again trying to make the best of it. Eventually, if you’re lucky, you meet somebody new and finally you figure out it’s not always about just you. It took me over 20 years but my smile is now a grin and I couldn’t be more happy with the relationship I’m now in. Life has much to offer, but you have to go out and look. I figured out I’d never find it with my nose stuck in a book. After years of being alone one day I decided to get serious, a popup came on my screen and I became real curious. It was an advertisement for an online dating service offering a chance to meet a lady and I didn’t have to be nervous. We talked for over a month before meeting face to face, but ever since that first meeting we often share each others space. We don’t have a lot of time left, but we take advantage of every day We’ll spend our remaining time together facing whatever comes our way. © copyright 2010 Richard Lee King Author of: A Pursuit of Life & The Price of Freedom

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on October 15, 2010

Deeply touching and beautifully penned.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on October 12, 2010

Indeed, love is all, Richard. A most compelling sharing. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Judith Ann (Reader)

Reviewed on October 8, 2010

This beautiful heartfelt poem is one of my favorites from your book "The Pursuit of Life." Each time I read it I can feel the pain of losing someone loved so much and how you must have suffered alone many times with your pain, unsuspecting of your family and friends, who I'm sure would have loved to help ease that pain if they could. It took way to many years but now you have found someone who has done that for you. Rejoice in that blessing from God.

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on October 7, 2010

Loving again doesn't mean you have to give up what you lost. Quite the opposite, you appreciate what you lost. Patrick

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

I believe in the divine
and love is always there...

Ensoulments of the Beatific Awareness
Vickie

Reviewed by Dayvid Graybill

Wow! Richard! This is a powerful piece. I can feel the longing in your heart. Your words are so gripping.

Peace,
Dayvid

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Very touching indeed..much happiness to you sweet man..Hugss

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Truly heartfelt, my friend.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on October 6, 2010

God has surely blessed you and each day will be filled with sunshine...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by The Poetess

Oh so heart touching! I can relate to this in a big way.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Very, very nicely done, Richard.

Reviewed by George Carroll

You describe the loss much better than I could ever attempt to do but I know the feeling all too well.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Richard, this is so beautiful at the deepest level, and so full of courage ~
Blessings,
Christine