Angel of Mine
By Joeysguy

I had written a poem called “Deaths Door”
My sleeping problem my wife did endure

From when I lost my spouse
It’s only the dog and I at the house

Before I go to bed I shut the light
Something happened to me one night

I felt a hand on my back waking me
Nobody but the dog here with me

It could have been a night I lost my breath
An angel may have kept me from death

That angel must be my wife
Still watching over my life

She watched over me when she was alive
She must still be helping me to survive

A Special Flight
By joeys guy


This small and special hot air balloon
It will be leaving sometime soon

When the flight is full a bell will ring
That will be when you hear an Angel sing

Everyone enters into the basket
Heaven will be the exit

We take small groups of one hundred and eleven
We only go to Heaven

This flight has no age limit
For this trip any age can get on it

To take this trip you must have past away
Something happened that you died this very day

I’m sorry that you are on this flight
We take you to the light

You might meet someone that you once knew
Like someone who loved you

We may have lived for some years alone
I don’t believe that we ever die alone
  
We take this trip up to Heavens space
This would be the final resting place

A Letter to my Wife, Dear Joey
By Joeysguy
I lived with my mother for part of my life
Then I married and you became my wife

We both repeated the words I do
My promise to always love you

With the wedding band and saying I Do
My heart and soul I gave to you

On the finger of your left hand
You wore a white gold band

I would trade all my future days
For just one more chance of our yesterdays

My love now for you feels like so much more
I’m sorry I didn’t know it before

Looking at your pictures your beautiful face
All those loving words that I misplaced

For many years I knew what life was to be
Now I don’t, since its only me

I’m getting older and have a fear
That I may forget for whom I care

Our 51st anniversary is coming soon
Look for a note inside the balloon

I loved you then, I love you now, I’ll love you tomorrow
I write this with tears and sorrow

Till the end of days
With Love always

My Memories
By Joeysguy

I was thinking of buying a new house
So I’m here with my son and his spouse

Sitting outback looking up to the sky
Hoping to see something go bye  

Wishing for a sign to see
Something from my wife to me

To move into an empty and cold house
I would leave behind memories of my spouse

I don’t want to leave those memories behind
More memories in the house then in my mind
              
When my kids were small
They would play and mark up a wall

I see memories on every wall
Where my wife painted over marks from a ball

A memory in every room
Some good some with a little gloom

It’s something that will always be
Even the gloom is a memory to me

Christmas past      
By Joeysguy

We always had a Christmas tree
My wife would decorate it without me

So many gifts by the tree
No empty space could you see

Our little ones would crawl all around
They would try climbing the gift mound

Year after year on Christmas morning
Kids tearing open gifts and I’m yawning
  
The kids woke early on Christmas day
We told the kids your older so go away

With the years going by
We could sleep longer my wife and I

Now since its just me
No more do I need a Christmas tree

My kids now grown and they see
What its like to do the Christmas tree

Why I go to bereavement groups
By Joeysguy

I had a loss in my life
I lost a mother and also a wife

It hurts so badly when people die and they are gone
I was told a bereavement group might help me to move on

We sit and we talk about our lost love
How we miss them and we know they’re in the heavens above

We all can come together because of the pain we all share
We can relate to each other with passion and how much we care

Talking about the past, which now is a memory in our life
Were not sure of our future that will be for the rest of our life

We now have large changes in our life
Someone may have lost a parent, a child, a sibling, a husband or a wife

It’s our group that knows our loss and our pain
At times our friends or family might think were not sane

Someone may say something that would bring us to smile
That’s something that happens every once in a while

We try to get by the sorrow
If not today then maybe tomorrow

Maybe after time and lots of tears
Just maybe we might find another love that cares

My Blue Eyed Blonde
By Joeysguy

I’m just a man with a broken heart trying to show love
To the woman who I lost and is now in the heaven above

I think back when we met we shared a kiss
Now the days go by I think of my wife who I terribly miss

Life seems so very unfair
I was older but it’s my wife who is not here

All the years we were married I gave her all that I could
I gave her all my love and my heart the way a husband should

When special days and some holidays come near
It hurts more on these days that my wife and I no longer share

I wish I could remember everything from my past
I would burn my wife in my mind so it all would last

Over and over as the days go by
I try to get by with out a cry

Joey was my wife and now she is gone
I am finding my days so very hard to move on

On our wedding day some words I had said
I promised to always love her and with this ring I thee wed

We have two girls Barbara and Patricia are their names
Also their is our son his name is James

My wife was a tall and slender blonde with blue eyes
She loved me and I guess she was very wise