November 6, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is death, in honor of the transition from Halloween to
All Saints’ Day and then to All Souls’ Day, which is the Mexican Day of the
Dead.
Today’s poem is about death as a fitting end for love.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
You never thought that it would end this way,
Yet such an end does not at all seem strange.
If love is true, then death must make the change,
Ending love by taking life away.
Yet though our love is over, mine will stay,
A triumph over death I will arrange,
Rechanneling a fate I cannot change,
That we might still on fields of fancy play.
You never thought we'd share such months of pain,
That you would die in agony, while I
Would be as much a nurse for you as friend.
Yet I would live the whole thing through again
Just once more to look you in the eye
And tell you, yes, this is how it should end.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/younev.html
. For more poems about death, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html.
This week’s theme: Death.
October 31: In Memory of Those Who Died
November 1: Here’s a Little Ditty
November 2: I Am the Mirror of Our Love
November 3: I Didn’t Get a Chance to Say Goodbye
November 4: Every Time I See My Pansies
November 5: There Is a Residue of Hope
November 6: You Never Thought that It Would EndThis Way
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