for Richard and Mike
He was an over-the-counter encounter.
His smile won my heart;
His wink my soul
And, little did I know then,
What I know now.
A coffee break; a dinner or two,
Then, to the blossom of my virgin sheets;
This little guy, this blue-eyed soul
Would be the one for me;
In his arms and his heart so deep.
This is the vigil I kept and keep.
We were engaged;
And shared some trips,
Some clothing and a chair, a lounge;
Then, somehow after seven years,
A house, the cooking, the cleaning chores;
The wonder of how we ever survived
The money, the bout, the touch and feel,
The reconciliation after ordeal.
Never apart; always float,
Some days fresh
Others rote,
Yet, balance it all under the sun
And happiness is that heart I won.
Into the woods, the damp and rain
We camped for a week — managed colds.
Then, home for a month my cold subsides;
But my little guy’s chest all cure defies.
Suddenly, into my sunshine world,
I held his hand as he seemed to sink;
I learned the plague was here.
My angry soul, who knew not why,
I shared a world, but not this one;
And I wanted to die and suffer too
Into this horrible harvest reaped.
And that is the vigil I kept and keep.
I quit my job to be with him
As better and worse and better and grim
Intruded on each waking hour
As I cared for my little blue-eyed flower.
I helped him walk and rubbed his feet
So he might find the peace to sleep
And that is the vigil I kept and keep.
The day it snowed I carried him
To a place where he could see.
The snow he loved, and was meant for him
Because God knew from me.
But he could not see because the plague
Had torn away his eyes
And so I sat beside my love
And told him of the scene.
Then, his family came
And they and knew;
Each touched my love
And wept anew.
It’s snowing Mike — and just for you.
And then, they went away
Because they knew.
And my little over-the-counter encounter
Snuggled me close and went to sleep.
And I am always alone with him.
That is the vigil I kept and keep.
Dancaster Creative
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Much Love To You Poet & Continued Inspirations
Embrace~Embrassé
Vickie