I’m Still With You
I’m Still With You
I’m not sure what I would have done without the woman of my dreams
God knows I’d do anything and by any means
Given her the moon, the stars, my very last dime
To sway her, coax her, convince her please “Be mine?”
Eventually, her eyes opened, she saw no other way
Our destiny was set, love blossomed that day
I grinned, certain she’d be forever, ‘til death do us part
Now I am gone, I’ve broken her heart.
If there is any consolation my dear, my love, my wife of 27 years
The mountains we climbed and the hurdles we feared
Were nothing, absolutely nothing to cross, for the love in your eyes
Gave me all that I needed and much more besides.
There were times when the valleys took all of our strength
Waters flooded our path inch by inch
Waves bent us back, but we determined to pay
Any price, any calling, to dance to any piper’s tune
To love, be together, at peace in one room.
Don’t dwell on my departure for the remains of the day
Rather, remember happy times and how often we played
Recall the joy you brought me all of those years
The love we have still rings in my ears.
Without fail, I love you, I love you, I love you, Darlene
From every stuttered word to each glaring gleam
I’ll tuck you in tonight, you won’t even know I’m near
But by my love that still burns, sizzles, and comforts your fears.
by Donna B. Comeaux, Freelance Writer and Author
In loving memory of Michael Jacobs who departed us December 8, 2004
Dated December 9, 2004
(Revised August 17, 2013)
Please do not reproduce.
Heaven
HEAVEN
Here is how I imagine it:
The grass is a luscious green, its path the roughest of gold
Angels welcome me in and applaud the victory I hold
As my feet try to touch the bottomless floor, I have questions galore
Til I lean on an angel’s arm, look up, and see there’s no floor or ceiling at all
Angels are smiling at me, bidding me “hurry, come in”
I hasten with glee before I notice my body has lost all its skin
Too distracted to sing with the others, I gaze at the beauty ‘round me
My heart so filled with awe ‘cause I’m not where I thought I’d be
The closer I get to His throne, the louder the angels do sing
As I listen closer to the hymn, it’s the one I prepared for the King
I stumble on His long purple robe, my eyes affixed on this day
An angel grabbed hold of my hand and led me the rest of the way
His wings enveloped me whole and gently he did lay me down
The songs of the angels now hushed, one pushed me and turned me around
There on the throne of my Lord, sat the King of great Kings, I adore
I lowered my head, prostrated in fear, I could look at His greatness no more
He brushed the ball of my back, and softly sat me high on His lap
Then He straightened and opened the book and read to me all of the facts
When He was done He lifted me up and pointed across the Great Room
“You,” He said, “have earned a room with a view and there is more to come
But I couldn’t let the angels escort me in, instead I fell in despair before Him
“How could you let me journey so far, I was bad and sometimes lost heart.”
“You repented,” He said softly to me, “and you bowed and surrendered your will.
See, the wicked believe in themselves. I forgive only those who prevail.”
by Donna B. Comeaux
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