GREENSLEEVES SPEAKS, in my words.

(She said this, once.)



I didn't miss the nurturing, but it DID lack;

I didn't know I could be considered "deprived".

So I unknowingly learned what I needed in gaving it back,

which was in itself sort of a fulfilment as I lived.



The intuition that told me "There's MORE to it than THIS!",

also informed me that I'd always be more "giver" than "getter",

Women's hearts are prepared for it, from the first stolen kiss,

& nearly everything we do is a try to make life & love better.



So,I was coloring-in spaces where I felt the paints should fit.

Then I found there were no numbers in my Paint-by-numbers life!

I was fitting-in to places, seeking love I never seemed to get.

UNTIL GOD SENT ME YOU, & I KNEW that I was now "TRULY A WIFE"!!



I see how things should have been---as I felt was always meant,

You came like a surprise---neither expected Love to blossom!!

My colors fell into place, proper, perfect, as God's intent,

& there YOU were,  your numbers!, matching me; a perfect husband!



O, yes, "perfect" is a strong definition, so I'll just say

PERFECT for ME.  Where I'm dense you're so sensitive,

where your edges show,I add some polish; we each have "our way".

I do care more for you than myself, & you seem the same, I believe.



O, you Sensitive Yank!, I could go on & on, but never tell it all!

You've brought  meaning to my life that was missing for so long!

And no matter how long it is before God gives us His call,

YOU will be the light of my life, and all the music of my song!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

&"Some people ARE JUST "unforgettable", no matter what.   And some people just inspire by their loving  caring, that it just doesn't matter who is who, as long as Love is True.  Love is ever new.  Je ne regrette rien, M.C.

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Mary Lamb's picture

I know I have read poetry that brought more tears and sighs and chills, but I can't remember when.........
Mary

Lesa Gay's picture

I have reread this several times and I am not quite sure I understand still. I somehow though feel that I need to.

It seems to draw the reader into its story. It leaves me feeling a little sad.

~Lesa~