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She Watched from Her Window

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She watched the snowflakes fall

trying to recall,

the features of his face once again

her darling precious love---Ben.


What a wondrous time they had

walks on the seashore became their fad,

holding hands, laughing and kissing

all of this she was---missing.

Their plans of the future went to Perdition

this is a true admission,

reflecting about their non-future together

can make one’s heart tough as---leather.


Ben died in the war

he healed wounds and more,

his engagement ring still on her arthritic finger

her love will always---linger.

This was her life so many years ago

she looked out her window to see a blanket of snow,

thinking time does not heal all wounds of the heart

she and Ben will never be---apart.


His blue eyes still shined and glowed with love

so sure as she gazed out her window into the above,

somewhere, his spirit waits to be born again

and so will her spirit one day to be with her---Ben.

She can hear his laughter above the flurries of snow,

and his deep mellow voice saying I am waiting to go,

She smiled as she recalled his sweet kisses on her lips

all the way exploring to her---hips.


Blessed her memory is so clear

because one day he will be near,

then through her door a nurse walked in,

with her meds for the night and she

will dream of her---Ben.

From her bed her eyes searched beyond her window

as the moon shined brightly against the icy outside,

she said her prayers with great pride.


Soon the morning sunlight filtered through her room

but did not wake her silent body,

lingered only a scent of her perfume.

Ben came before dawn and took his darling with him


Only the Chickadees witnessed the now young couple

as they took one last time looked into her room to say good-by,

to her earthly body before they floated to the light in the sky.

Written in 2014

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© 2021 Barbara Purvis Hunter

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