Whispers from Heaven

Evening upon me- a walk in the snow-
Haunted by memories so long ago.
Christmas lights sparkle but I close my eyes,
Never expecting a precious surprise.

Somehow inside me your image appears
All that you gave me from passion to tears
Somehow was saved in that place of my heart-
Eyes that are closed see this heavenly art.

Open to tears yet the Christmas lights shine-
Seems I just held you as if you were mine.
Yours were the eyes that were staring at me-
Time always hinting at how we could be.

I try to breathe- it’s a season of joy-
You have the power to heal or destroy.
Whispers from Heaven- your voice once again-
I go from nothing to most blest of men.

Time was the demon that took you away,
Gave you more blessings that I could- we’ll say,
There are a few that the both of us missed-
Only knew Heaven that moment we kissed.

Various lives that the two of us led-
Hinted at love that we should have instead.
One of these days may time give up the ghost,
As we confess who we always loved most.

John H. Bidwell