In sickness and health, till death do us part


He Loves Her

He looks at her with an aching heart and loves her
He looks at her and wonders what has her mind and loves her
He looks at her and hurts for her lost joy and loves her
He looks at her and wants so much to see her smile, and loves her
He looks at her and sees her youth fade, and loves her
He looks at her and sees her strength go, and loves her
He looks at her and sees her searching for something and loves her
He looks at her and sees her lost and loves her
He looks at her and sees her spark die and loves her
He looks at her and sees her body distorted and loves her
He loves what she was
He loves what she is
He loves what she will be
He loves her
He loves her
He promised he would
He promised he could
He knows that he should
And he does
He loves her, He loves her
And he always will.



Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2007-01-18 at 23:42

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Kathy Lockhart
i am touched by seeing such love. You have written of it so beautifully because I know dear sister you share a love like this with Paul.
2007-01-21


Amanda K
true love stands and can endure the hardest wind. a great peice.
2007-01-20


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Phyllis a beautiful poem and a wonderful testament to true love well done
rgds mike
2007-01-19


Dani
wonderful write, well done.
2007-01-18