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Aug 2014
Reflections
By Joeysguy
When my kids were young they would run around
You always new where they were just by the sound

Someone would bring home a dog or a cat
One daughter even had a pet rat

With everything  my wife was at my side
Until that horrible day that she died

I’m looking at a picture, that was our wedding day
I can’t remember all of the words we did say

This picture shows our marriage sealed with a kiss
My tears are a reminder, I will never again have this

With my wife gone and my kids grown
My dogs are gone and I live alone

I wish my wife walked through the door
So I could hold her and kiss her once more

In my house I’m always seeing a figure
It can look smaller but it’s never bigger

I see this figure in every room
It looks at me with the face of gloom

I’ve seen this figure just a short time in my life
Tell me figure are you my wife

The figure speaks and I know this voice
Figure your not my choice

The figure is in everything that has a shine
It’s a reflection that is always mine
Joeysguy
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Joeysguy  New Jersey, USA
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