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A Bicycle Pick-Up - A Heart-Break
His bike is gone - it nearly broke my heart,
His clothing and the objects of his art,
I kept so long a time his things for me
As souvenirs and treasured memory.
Our Bicycles dear friends were our joy!
When we rode out - I and my Stephie-boy,
To watch him kicking pedals was delight!
How he took heavy traffic in a stride!
What happy trips we made, so full of cheer,
To Brighton Beach or Coney Island’s Pier,
Or long a flowery path in early spring
(My Stephen had for daffodils a fling)
My Stephen beamed, all over with bright smiles
Whenever he saw swaying daffodils,
Reminding him of British moors and land,
Where daffodils in such abundance stand.
My darling passed, and all too long a spell
I held on to his things, and can not tell
How hard it was to part with them,- how hard!
The pick-up was today, good Lord I smart!
Black plastic bags with clothing filled there stood,
Farewell to his belongings now for good,
Big awkward plastic bags, filled to the brim
With treasured items that belonged to him.
I kissed his wedding suit upon one sleeve
Once filled by the strong arm of my dear Steve,
My Stephen at the altar strong and tall,
A little shy to ceremonial.
The pick-up was on time, and very swift
The bags were hauled away - a useful gift
For unknown shoulders, loins, and chests and backs,
For other peoples' closets, and their racks.
His bike was hard to give - and I hung on,
But knew it had to go,- had to be done!
It is one thing to cherish memory,
Another thing is giving charity
As to the bike, - whose rider gave me bliss,
It is now gone,- and I say only this:
“May it its future rider give much joy
This treasured bike that rode my Stephie-boy!
Who smiles upon the Giver from above,
Who gave his bike away, but kept his love!.
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It is so hard a thing to part with something that belonged to the departed loved one cherished so and at the same time constituted the very source of mutual joy and inspiration. Yet, somehow I can feel his approval.
It happened today and I could not help but composing these lines.
© Elizabeth Dandy
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This poem is sad yet beautiful, I really enjoyed reading it. Thanks.
Love in Christ,
Marjorie
Heart-breaking! Yet this was a positive thing to do.
I am sure Stephen approved entirely, Elizabeth.
Written with so much feeling that all readers participate vicariously and heave a teary sigh.
I am glad you wrote this poem.
phil-carcione@comcast.net
Brought a tear to my eye.
I can tell you loved him deeply.
May he rest in peace.