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A Ray of Hope
Alone and think that no one cares
I crept inside my darkest lair
Midnight became my covering
For all my sorrows and despairs.
I picked at every speck of light
I thought I saw throughout the night
And tried to cover more of me
With all the night I thought I’d need.
But that speck of light would not
Depart my lair, so I stood up
And reached as far as I could
And found that you, not I, who stood.
Your hand propped up my feeble spine
Your voice began to fill my mind
You talked all day and thru the night
Until all darkness gone from sight.
You lifted up one foot of mine
The other came without much prying
I looked deep within my dark dim room
But could not find it or the gloom.
I’m not quite sure I remember what
It was that meant so very much
All I know for sure right now
I’m alive, have hope, and to you I bow.
by Donna B. Comeaux
Freelance Writer, Author, Poet
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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.