One last Pome before bedtime

[Utah Bob #35998]

GOLDEN
 

I spotted once a nubile lass

With matching eyes and hair

Deep brown they were like rich farm soil

And she laughed without a care

 

Her laughter was a summer song

That quickly won my heart

I felt within my boyish soul

That we should never part

 

I strummed and picked my old guitar

Much to her rapt attention

But shy I was, and of my love

My tied tongue would not mention

 

I cursed myself in days to come

As young boys often do

What chance had I with such a beauty?

My skills and charms were few

 

We parted ways that night back then

I felt my chance had flown

I prayed we’d form a lasting love

That few have ever known

 

But so it was that in due time

I seemed to win her heart

And it came to pass that as I’d hoped

We were destined not to part

 

And thus began life’s journey

Always hand in hand

A deep, loving dedication

That some can’t understand

 

And through the years remaining

Half a century and more

Our love stayed sweet and shined like gold

Till she passed through Heaven’s door

 

A love that comes and stays and grows

With tenderness and giving

Is a rare precious thing indeed

And makes a life worth living

 

I often sit and wonder now

In my declining years

What that brown eyed beauty saw in me

But I’m grateful through my tears

 

[Calamity Kris]

A beautiful tribute, UB.  Thanks for that.  

[Dawg Hair, SASS #29557]

I feel your pain, Bob, I lost mine two and a half years ago.  Her memory will keep you company, same as mine does.

[Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme]

Very nice!