What A Wonderful Man
I cannot explain the certain things
That set my heart on fire.
But he was good, so very good
At writing about romance and desire.
So forgive again as I know how its been
With me writing of his sweet heart.
But when I read the love letters he'd leave
I sometimes can't believe it was me
He was writing for.
Each poem he wrote sent me a kiss for a note
And many Xs that showed he loved me.
He was my Loving Knight and made everything alright
And I -- his Rose of Albany.
What a wonderful man to share hand and hand
A beautiful time of togetherness.
Though the moments were few, both he and I knew,
We were gifted with God's blessedness.
I smile now when I think of him and how
We loved beyond all our expectations.
He gives me hope, many ways to cope
While I read his romantic exaltation.
And as I grow old and perhaps more bold,
I will tell the world of our sweet journey.
I will give a smile and think awhile
About Scotland and raindrops in a hurry.
Even in his death, I find solace
For he wrote of our future endeavors
As he proposed that his life would close,
In my arms, in his days in Indiana.
But you live still and always will
In the hearts of those who love you.
Your poetry and prose, Heaven knows,
Will last, My Darling, as eternally as you do.
I love you Michael,
Katherine
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-11-21 at 08:49
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