The Serenity Room
The voice of undying love
Whispers to the dying:
Love of my youth
My adorable Adonis
Age has come upon us
Here, take my hand,
Adorned with
Dedication, devotion,
Your Antigone I will be
Leading you through
Darkened fears;
Together, we’ll endure
These hands of Time
Eyes no longer to see
Our hearts to guide
Final feeble steps, breathes
Soon, I will follow
In the wake of your love
Wait for me, my love…
Wait for me.
O’Prunty
12/4/14
***It is in the elderly relationships, marriages that endured…triumphant, that we get a glimpse of true loves meaning.*** my parents were married fifty-six years*** this poem honors all enduring marriages.
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