(With all deferrence to propriety & kindness: I love you.)
I never expected to find you are lonely again.
I've prayed as often as I've thought of you.
I've prayed as hard as I "used to" love you.
I've not changed: I still pray you'll be loved again.
"Never truly a wife"* is not an eternal fate,
for I KNOW God has your heart in His hands.
Gentle Sister, my heart your heart surrounds.
I know its depth of Hope, yearning for its true mate.
Hush! Listen to your lovely heart, still beating true,
beating yet, ne'er haunted by doubt, ne'er daunted.
I know that God's best is all you ever wanted.
Hush! Sleep! Dream! I pray sweetest dreams for you.
I have but one heart; oh! how hard we tried!
You've always gotten my truth: I never lied.
toujours
Oh, so sweet and so powerful. I could cry sometimes reading your words.
Mary
For some strange reason I felt like I was reading personal mail here. And it is so very sad. You write well and if this is any indication, you express silent feelings with words that scream.
J.W.