Here on Throwback Friday I’m presenting a poem I wrote two years ago, when I was having a day of reminiscing about days gone by…. and as part of my ongoing healing process, writing a poem about what I was recalling, has definitely been good therapy for myself….
Across the Hallway
Sunday morning bliss
A memory, a wish
Confirmation, of a promise
A togetherness kiss
My tears do dwell
I was under her spell
There’s no need for show and tell
You know my heart well
There’s a memory lane
Within my sighing veins
Pumping slowly, flowing deep
A river of dreams that never sleep
Visions of a begone life
A joyful husband and wife
The glory days are gone
Happily, I’ve begun to move on
And remember with fondness
Our first, and last kiss
Ivor Steven (c) 20
G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I’ve been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems. View all posts by ivor20
Thanks for sharing your memories
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Thank you Sadje, my memories make smile these days… 😊💙
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That’s how they should be. 👍
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Such beautiful memories, Ivor.
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Thank you Eugenia, I’ve lovely memories to treasure.. 💜😊
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You’re welcome, Ivor.
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Great post, My Friend!!
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Thank you Robert… 😊
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Always happy to share great writing!!!
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