About the Poem
True love can span time and distance and even death. It's that once in a lifetime type of thing that leaves you breathless and aching, wishing it were you being loved so deeply and faithfully. And when we finally, someday, find that true love; it completes us and makes all else pale in comparison.
Spring In Her Heart
she lays a single white rose
upon a stone
that has been washed clean by her tears
her voice frail and broken
as she tells him of the children
she speaks of the grandchildren with pride
reminding him it's time to re-roof the house
winter is almost here
tho' it's still spring in her heart
he's been gone ten years
yet her love spans time and life and death
her fingers trace the carving in the stone
she knows every contour
a solitary tear slips down her face
which she hastily wipes away
saying, "Oh that was nothing"
old bones achily bring her to her feet
as she touches the cold stone so gently
whispering "I love you"
as she walks away