This Place

This place… I’ve been here many times,     over the years,           many times,               many reasons… Sometimes to clean… Sometimes to visit… Sometimes with someone… Sometimes for someone… Sometimes alone… But I never knew,     what I’d feel there,           one day… Although I don’t remember,     I went there for my grandmother… But I do remember going there     with my dad,           and his sister… Those days were filled     with emotion           and mixed feelings… For when they went there,     it was a blessing           in disguise… This place has been     in my family for many years… It’s a wonderful place,     filled with beauty and love… I’ve laughed there… I’ve cried there… But never as I did,     nor why I did,           not too long ago… For you see,     I took someone there,           very special to me… She had been there,     but a few times before… But this time     tears filled my eyes… I’ve been there     but a few times since, mostly alone… I can’t get there as often as I’d like… For you see,     I live far away,           and can’t get there               as often as I’d like to… But it is still     very special to me…         This place… This place where     I took my wife that day…. Even though I did not want to,     I had to leave without her… This place that is     so very special to me,           is now the place,               where my wife dwells… However, when I get to visit,     I cannot see her smile,           hear her laughter,               look into her eyes,                     as she gazes into mine,                         and I feel her love,                               as she feels mine… I talk to her     and I think she hears me,           or at least I hope she does… This place, this place… Is my family burial plot… This place. is the place     where I buried my wife… © Jonathan Wikkins October 19th, 2001 Revised February 20, 2008 All Rights Reservedthis particular piece, is currently published on welkinworks.com through the end of October, and will be published again in December, on poetry_n_word.com Written October 19th, 2001 Publications: poetry-n-word.com December 2001 welkinworks.com October 2001 © on Oct 19 2001 11:52 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   angst