Memories Of Frank

To My Husband...

I wish I could be with you again,

And say the words I said back then.

I wish I could feel your rapid breathing on my neck once more.

I’d give anything to be held in your arms as we did before.

I’d look into your eyes and see me there,

And those precious moments of love we’d share.

And oh how wonderful was that first kiss,

The one that still lingers and the one I so miss.

And the taste of love that never grew cold,

That tiny taste of love that I will always hold.

Loving you was more than a pleasure;

I hold it in my heart as a treasure.

Loving eyes looking into mine

Created a feeling of a moment divine.

So I have come to learn,

That in this life we have

A lot of regretting.

And blessed are those

That can give without remembering,

And take without forgetting.

To My Wife...

My wife is a survivor, or so I've heard it said.

But I hear her crying at night when all others are in bed.

I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.

She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand.

But like the sands on the beach that never wash away...

I watch over my surviving wife, who thinks of me each day.

She wears a smile for others...a smile of disguise,

But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes.

My wife tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.

But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving wife...through Heaven's open door.

I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more.

But I know that doesn't help her or ease the burden she bears.

So if you get a chance, go visit her...And show her that you care.

For no matter what she says...no matter what she feels.

My surviving wife has a broken heart that time won't ever heal~!