love
Shadows Deep
In shadows deep, where memories dwell,
I trace the echoes of a love now farewell.
Each heartbeat whispers of the pain untold,
A tale of loss, in sorrow's grip, I hold.
I've weathered storms of agony's embrace,
Endured the trials that life did trace.
A heart once shattered by a cruel attack,
Yet healing came, and I retraced my track.
When my faithful doggy breathed her last,
I mourned her absence, the void so vast.
Tears flowed freely for my mother dear,
Her absence, though heavy, I learned to bear.
But your departure, oh, it cuts so deep,
A wound unhealed, in sorrow's keep.
For in your absence, love's essence torn,
I'm left adrift, in anguish, worn.
I've faced the darkest nights, yet still, I rose,
Through trials and tribulations, my spirit knows
The resilience found in pain's cruel art,
But your absence, love, it breaks my heart.
As days slip by, the ache persists,
A testament to love's relentless twists.
For in losing you, I lost a part of me,
A pain profound, in its heart's lost key.
So here I stand, amidst the pain's cruel sting,
A soul adrift, where memories cling.
For though I've faced agony's might,
Your absence, my love, is an endless night.
YOUNG JIM'S PLIGHT
The parson sat in a pew,
surrounded by the deacons.
As the meeting drew
to and end, one of the sons
of the local merchant barged in.
“Doc, momma sent me to find you.
Jim is terribly sick, Ma's taken
him to your house, and they need you.
The doctor, who had long been a deacon
in this little church, rushed to his house.
The Parson raced after the medical man.
Hoping he could, her fears douse,
he prayed with the boys' Ma.
Her husband soon rushed in
The fear on his face was raw
as he spoke to the medical man.
There was only one medicine
that could save the boy
but Doc had none in his possession.
Hoping, a rider to deploy,
he sent telegraphs to every doctor
within a hundred miles. Only one
had any of the drug he could offer.
Time was the enemy, they needed a fast stallion.