Sunday, April 23, 2006

Widow's Holiday



No flowers came for me today,
No card with love so true
No gentle pat or warm caress
No gifts to me from you.

No tender kiss while in your arms
No words of love I hear
No holding hands or secrets told
No vision of you near.

Sweet memories are all I have
To get me through the day
Echoes of precious moments lived
Close to my heart to stay.

7 comments:

marieJ' said...

Jeanne....that brought the tears...
I could feel the pain and loneliness.

really beautiful....

Robyn said...

What a wonderful poem, Jeanne. It is so touching.

Cheers,
Robyn
Scratches & Scribbles

Terri said...

I remember seeing this sketch once before Jeanne and thinking then what a lovely memento it is for you. The poem is a beautiful addition to the sketch. Your sentiment is clear and strong. Well done. Both were created with obvious love and compassion.

Lin said...

Lovely sketch and beautiful poetry ... so heartfelt ....! and so sad ..

Karen Winters said...

This just tears my heart up, Jeanne with its touching writing and drawing.

Penny said...

Jeanne , this is very, very beuatiful and tender. Your drawing captures much of what the words say too. Tahnk you for being so couragesous to share it with us.

suzanne cabrera said...

So sad and beautiful. Thank you for sharing.