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The day you almost died
Was the worst day of my life
I honestly couldn't imagine
if you were no longer my wife

I saw you lying there
Looking so frail and weak
I leaned over your bed
And kissed you on your cheek

The problem was in your lung
Caused by a blood clot
On the other one
There was a little spot

The news was overwhelming
I honestly must say
I fell onto my knees
And I started to pray

I walked into our house
And you were not there
Sat down on our bed
At your picture I did stare

Put my head on your pillow
Eyes started to well
The lingering scent of you
What a wonderful smell

For a couple of days
It was touch and go
I'd be lost without you
This you had to know

After a risky procedure
And medicine you did take
Along with some help from the Lord
The clot it did break

With a new lease on life
A precious second chance
I will shower you with love
and fill your life with romance
She became a secret, never opening up
to anyone, and she wore the years like a diary,
no one ever wanted to read.
 May 2016 Vernon Waring
Curing
My mind has finally settled
Like a peace after a storm
The gales have turned to whispered breeze
The night turned to the morn

The shrieking raging tempest
Gives way to sparrow song
The white hot lightening's fire
Has melted to the dawn

Through the trembling of thunder
Through the battery of hail
Through the fury of the heavens
The sun will still prevail

She twinkles in the darkness
Reflected in the moon
She melts the icy hardness
Freeing spring from winter's tomb

So too my heart now blossoms
Having weathered winter's blight
Sometimes we need the darkness
To appreciate the light
you know it's hard
falling asleep at night
with all these thoughts
swarming in my head
remembering all our memories
all our late night talks
and I just lay here
wanting it all back
wanting my happiness back
wanting you back
we ignore each other
and pretend the other
person doesn't exist
but deep down inside
we both know it wasn't
supposed to end like this
the smell of the fire
the light of the stars
these are the summer nights
we dream about them often
more then we should
but when they come
we never want them to end
the happiness they bring
to even the saddest of friends
they fill us with joy
for hours on end
but when they're over
we get a little sad inside
and wait until the next
summer time
 May 2016 Vernon Waring
Julia Mae
absentmindedly
smoking cigarettes
drawing the smoke
so deeply into my lungs
i don't want to think
i cannot think
i
I lost my tears
the other day
and emotions were all
swept away.
The mysteries I had
always heard
and contemplated
every word,
were miracles
turned inside out
erasing all my fear
and doubt
and proving that
the ways we're blessed
are never ending
measureless.
I need you in the way I need the sun's rays
I love you in the way I love the warmth of the sun
I love you in a way that the skies was held by the sun
I love you in the way that the clouds belonged in the skies
I love you with every light within me

But then what happens after the light goes out?

Then I will love you in darkness,
I love you with all of the beats of my heart
Because I don't love you for your looks
Nor
For what my sight may bring to me
But
I love you for you.
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