In memory of a perfect love
by cricketjeff on June 7, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
While all I see is veiled in monochrome.
Most other men are happy all the while,
Yet I just sigh and cry here in my home.
I cannot face the future without you
And yet it’s certain that will be my fate.
The moment that you died I clearly knew
The rest of life would be the saddest wait.
But never pity me for I was raised
Much higher than the best of men can see.
I would not have one whit of pain erased
For fear I would forget that you loved me.
I ran the race of life and won the gold,
You were the finest gift a man could hold.
“I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.”