Does every lover believe
deep in their heart
that they have found
the one and only?
She was one of a kind.
A beauty that was from deep within
She would catch me looking at her in wonder
“What” she would ask
I would smile and say
“I’m just resting my eyes”
We were as different as calculus and cacciatore
Though when she danced barefoot
Lips pursed with a Mona Lisa smile
Or laughed anywhere in the tristate area
My heart would throb like a cartoon Romeo
She was a fierce and valiant woman
Who raised her cubs as any lioness would
She taught them to be hale and hearty
And was pleased to see them grow up strong
But on those rare occasions
When the tears welled up behind her eyes
And the pain was too much for her to bear
I would wrap my arms around her
And hold her close
Until the waves of pain subsided
I would do just about anything to make it stop
And I did for almost 50 years
And then I couldn’t
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Oh, Dan… Beautiful and heartbreaking ,and because I know you, I know this isn’t “just” poetry but factual reporting.
It sounds crazy to call a woman who lost a child and then succumbed to a vicious cancer lucky, but Norma was lucky to be so loved.
Debra
Yes we are lucky to have loved deeply and to share our experiences with people who care for us and truly understand.