by, Dec 26th 2009 at 03:49 PM (651 Views)
Partner in every sense of the word.
My other half in ways no other could,
You held me as I cried when my dad died.
Who will hold me now?
Whoís shoulder will catch my tears?
Whoís arms will wrap themselves around me?
The pillow just doesnít work.
Itís not the same.
I cry into it, and it catches the tears,
But it only gets wet.
It canít comfort me like you did.
My friends and family try,
And Iím glad they do.
Their prayers and support are often all that keep me going.
They do try.
But can they really understand?
Can they really understand what it really means?
Means to loose someone so close to you,
And so much a part of you,
That you read each otherís minds,
Not just now and then,
Dear Lord, hold me close
The others try to understand,
In their limited way.
You really do.
____David E. Cloud____
unpublished work David E. Cloud 2009