Exceptional A poem describing my recovery from the death of my wife. A Symphony of Love by Henry King Share A Story In A Poem contest entry Artwork by ChuckWaxman at FanArtReview.com

Sonata - Forbidden Love The haunting lilt of a flute muffled by a fresh mist tugs at memories of love in my youth Life was so simple back then my hormonal teenaged angst heat tempered by her pretty dimpled chin The walk to and from our school hand in hand step by step our serious talk now makes me sound a fool There was no thought of future we knew we were smarter than mom dad preacher doctor and teacher That was nipped so fast caught in forbidden act now decades later that fool not yet passed Adagio - Real Love We were too loud we were too drunk you entered the club I didn't know then but I was sunk You went to pick up your mother she was the cook we paratroopers too much a bother I asked for a dance a mambo you dithered yes fell into love's well we didn't know It was more than a year we dated with love I Do for fifty-six years we were mated Minuet - Lost Love I am way off shore no anchor syncopated Brubeck's jazz the rudder nut broken adrift on Easter Sunday when you left I am searching in a deep fog roaming this Orb Pop gives no light you were my compass but not on Easter Sunday when you left Five decades mated a good life in harmony Latin Beat the path we went as one until that Easter Sunday when you left Will it ever end senseless quest no direction Cowboy's twanged lamentation love lost on Easter Sunday when you left With pen in my hand marks on pad tears a dripping DJ is scrubbing cacophony the sounds of Easter Sunday when you left Intermezzo - Empty Love Wake up I have many things to do I wander in a dark haze this turnstile life is one I must rue Finale - Lasting Love I hope I'm there on Peter's calendar I never made a bucket list I know that date may not be too far There is much to do for family great-grandchildren I have not seen words to say before senility Was I a fool that my heirs must say It's with a smile in youth 'twas true I remember each to this very day The finale of this symphony words repeated from their mother I will love you each through eternity Recognized

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