Blessed By The women I Love (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Blessed By The women I Love
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
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As the days come to a natural close, I remember and live in the eyes of those I have loved
The air is warm the garden sweet dance with me Beautiful women and angels have graced my life Each has taken a piece of me like a sharp knife Hair that lives in the beams of sun and star drifting down Daughters all wrapped in the love in another arms Wrap me around their fingers with their charm Eyes that talk volumes with out a word ever said Babies of days gone by held by daddy while they cry Heart broken or burned with fever high daddy must not die Head bowed in thanks to a God who has given me so much Cold the night wind that blows in from the heart love grows Mother of children look with tender eyes softer still she knows Wonder found in the glow of love pouring forth from inside overflowing Fingers though tired replay every thought of youth today Life is the linger of mind over soul and when you love it's easy to go No path is lost when the soul is the guide and others clear your way Place that been formed over time cradle in me she is all mine Body of every movement made two in the offering she stayed Soft her voice carries the mist and whispers in life forward they roll Last of the reasons we all survive is the love found in our woman�s eyes Angels have graced my life each takes a piece of me cuts like a knife clouds let the rainbows through for in her honor they renew promise Place the rose on the box a gift from the heart as real as the day�s sun Daughter cries with me and my sons life was a good one we won Dark the hurt and pain but angels still remain to ease my burden soft as spring rain Beautiful women and angels have graced my life Hearts and flowers dance in the final scene wielding a knife Bending willow sees the results of life in me and tips it branch souls left be Too stubborn and set in my ways not leaving just got at least one more day Each step is the pride of standing above beautiful woman and angels I love The air is warm the garden sweet dance with me Beautiful women and angels have graced my life Each has taken a piece of me like a sharp knife Hair that lives in the beams of sun and star drifting down Daughters all wrapped in the love in another arms Wrap me around their fingers with their charm Eyes that talk volumes with out a word ever said Babies of days gone by held by daddy while they cry Heart broken or burned with fever high daddy must not die Head bowed in thanks to a God who has given me so much Cold the night wind that blows in from the heart love grows Mother of children look with tender eyes softer still she knows Wonder found in the glow of love pouring forth from inside overflowing Fingers though tired replay every thought of youth today Life is the linger of mind over soul and when you love it's easy to go No path is lost when the soul is the guide and others clear your way Place that been formed over time cradle in me she is all mine Body of every movement made two in the offering she stayed Soft her voice carries the mist and whispers in life forward they roll Last of the reasons we all survive is the love found in our woman�s eyes Angels have graced my life each takes a piece of me cuts like a knife clouds let the rainbows through for in her honor they renew promise Place the rose on the box a gift from the heart as real as the day�s sun Daughter cries with me and my sons life was a good one we won Dark the hurt and pain but angels still remain to ease my burden soft as spring rain Beautiful women and angels have graced my life Hearts and flowers dance in the final scene wielding a knife Bending willow sees the results of life in me and tips it branch souls left be Too stubborn and set in my ways not leaving just got at least one more day Each step is the pride of standing above beautiful woman and angels I love

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 22, 2005

Most beautiful tribute to the woman in your life Walter!!

Yes Jerry said it all!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Jerry is right and Walter does this so well but then you do too Jerry. Walter is always a person to read anytime he posts.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Damn, Walter, you covered just about all the bases there is to cover. You spoke eloquently and passionately about the women you love. You are a lucky man. We all are lucky men to have the love of the different women in our lives. Our wives, daughter, grand-daughters, well, you wrote the poem, you know. Good to see you over here. I'm back also. From fanStory, I am Notlob, but Jerry to you and everybody else. Damn good writing.