I Love my wife

Love’s Essence  by James A. Kisner

I sit and think about her love as precious as can be,
I wonder why this perfect girl is so in love with me?
I think about the things she says and how she makes me feel,
I have to stop and pinch myself and realize it’s real.

 I’ve never felt a love like this, each time I think of her,
Her gentle, loving, soothing voice is like a kitten’s purr.
Her gentle touch, that drives me wild and sets my heart on fire,
Creates in me a passion that extends beyond desire.

I think of softness in her hair, her lips so sweet and warm,
I think of sunlight radiating on her perfect form.
So beautiful and elegant, this perfect lovely being,
And I know that she loves me, but I wonder what she’s seeing?

 I’m just a plain and average guy or maybe just below,
It overwhelms me, that this perfect lady loves me so.
To me she is so beautiful, could have her pick of men,
But it is me she wants, and she just shuns the rest of them.

 

I sometimes think she has not met the perfect man for her,
Until he comes along I guess it’s me she does prefer.
She is a goddess in my eyes so beautiful to see,
Her skin is smooth and lovely it’s as soft as it can be.

 

I sit and think about her now my mind is racing fast,
Thinking of the times I’ve touched her, thinking of the past.
I ran my fingers through her hair and smelled the sweetest scent,
I looked into her lovely eyes so deep with sentiment.

 

I let her hold me close to her, my head upon her breast,
The peace I felt while in her arms meant more than all the rest.
I felt so close and understood what she was thinking of,
Conveyed within her gentle touch I felt a total love.

 

No words could have conveyed it as she gently stroked my hair,
And words could not describe the love that was exchanging there.
To have this love is very precious, lovers understand,
It happens when you least expect it, there is not a plan.

 

To find a love that penetrates your body and your soul,
Filling in the spaces that kept you from being whole.
Is one of life’s fantastic gifts and few there be that find,
But in my heart, my mind, and soul I know that I’ve found mine.

 

I sometimes think it is too good and soon I will awake,
And realize it must have been a terrible mistake.
But then she comes to me once more, and fills my heart again,
And then I realize I am the luckiest of men.

 

To have this precious angel’s love, with never any doubt,
To me she is so beautiful within and also out.
My eyes cannot believe her beauty, I can’t comprehend,
But with her I am happier than I have ever been.

 

She is my world, she is my life, she’s every breath I take,
She’s in my mind and is a part of every thought I make.
To know she really loves me more than any other man,
Just fills my life with so much love, she’s made me who I am.

 

I know that life is hard sometimes, we must take it in stride,
But I can conquer anything when she is by my side.
She gives me hope to carry on and do what I must do,
And gives true meaning to my life when she says I love you

by James A. Kisner

The only word I cannot say

 
I miss my friend
O so much

I miss his sweet
and gentle touch

He’d run his fingers
through his hair

If people laughed
He didn’t care

He was cool
But I was not

He said someday
We’d tie the knot

I wish he’d hold me
and hug me tight

Squeeze me dearly
With all his might

But as he lay
on that hospital bed

They said we’re sorry
Ma’am he’s dead

As the tears filled my eyes
I want to run away and hide

I don’t believe you
You’re lying I said

I placed my hand
upon his head

We’re sorry ma’am
We really are

It looks like his cancer’s
gone to far

I put my hand
into his

He squeezed right back
I know he did

The monitor beeped
and the line became squiggly

He whispered to me
I love you so dearly

Then the beep was really long
That’s how I knew he was gone

Even now
Still today

Cancer is the only word
I cannot say

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The Gray One by James A. Kisner

He sat and watched the sparrows play…around the feeders there.

His wife had loved those little birds…but now he didn’t care.

She always kept the feeders full…and birds would flock around,

And squirrels would eat the bigger seeds…that fell upon the ground.

It seemed those little birds would wait…for her at first sunlight,

He thought they must have slept…in all the bushes within sight.

But yesterday he buried her…his wife of thirty years,

And now alone he watches them…and tries to hold back tears.

He doesn’t want to feed the birds…the feeders have run dry,

But all the birds still flock around…and he just wonders why?

He doesn’t want to start with it…he’ll probably take them down,

He really doesn’t care right now…if they don’t come around.

So, day by day he sits and stares…beyond the feeding place,

So far into the distance…in another time and space.

And, one by one the sparrows leave…but one still comes each day,

It’s different from the other ones…one wing is colored gray.

Then each day as the days went by…the little bird was there,

The feeders were all empty…but he didn’t seem to care.

The sparrow sat upon the perch…and seemed to look at him,

He sat about an hour…then he flew away again.

He wondered if that little bird…had been her favorite,

Because there was no food for him…but there he still would sit.

So he went to the garden shed…to try to find some seed,

He thought if just a handful…he knew that was all he’d need.

He found a bag within a plastic pail….that she had kept,

And as he thought about his wife…he just sat there and wept.

He thought again, she loved those birds…but now they were all gone,

Except the little gray-winged one…he was a hanger-on.

So everyday he took some seed…just enough for one,

And watched until the little bird…had eaten and was gone.

Then he took the extra seed…that remained on the tray,

And saved it to use once again…for him the following day.

He wondered where the bird would go…each day when it was fed,

It never hung around the bushes…it flew off instead.

Then weeks went by and everyday…the little bird would come,

And leave and fly away again…the minute he was done.

But then one day it didn’t come…and then a week went by,

He thought it must had flown away… some place where it could die.

He knew something had happened…when the sparrow didn’t come,

So then he took the feeders down…his feeding days were done.

There was a bag of seed left…in the little garden shed,

He put it in his car trunk…knowing that the bird was dead.

He’d take it to his sister…who had feeders at her place,

To throw it in the garbage…would seem such a total waste.

Then early Sunday morning…he arose before the dawn,

To visit his wife’s resting place…and manicure the lawn.

He always took some flowers…and would place them by her stone,

He felt she knew that he did not…just leave her all alone.

It seemed like such a lonely place…when he would visit there,

And he knew that she never liked…to be alone somewhere.

Then as he parked his car to walk…to where his wife did rest,

As always fighting back the tears…he tried to do his best.

But through his tears he saw the grave…and then he had a thought,

Remembering the bird seed…and he whispered, “Oh, why not?”

He went and got the bag of seed…and spread some on her place,

And as he did he hoped his friends…would not think it disgrace.

But as he did, he thought the birds…would also come again,

And then his lovely wife would be…surrounded by her friends.

He thought he’d do this everyday…he knew she wouldn’t mind,

He loved his wife so very much…and she would think this kind.

So as he spread the seed about…he knew her friends would come,

And he would bring the seed to them…until his days were done.

And then he’d tell his children…when beside her he would lay,

To bring the seeds and feed her friends…just as he did today.

But as he stood and watched for birds…behind an old oak tree,

His eyes began to tear again…at what he now did see.

A little bird, the first to come…to get some seed that day,

A little sparrow and it had…a wing the color gray.

*CLICK TO PLAY* Cliff Richards – Daddy’s Home

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DADDY WANTS TO COME HOME

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Tell me when I can come home dear,

I am tired and I want to be with you.

I have been gone it feels like a year,

When I’m not with you I feel so blue,

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Do you remember the days hand in hand,

and when we used to cuddle each night,

whenever I eat now it tastes so bland,

Want to come back home where it feels so right,

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Do you remember all the good times,

I would love to hold you ever so tight,

who can it be that has done these crimes,

Want to come back home where it feels so right,

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Do you remember that day on the log,

the children were playing such a delight,

you would say that I had a mouth like a frog,

want to come back home where it feels so right,

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Do you remember that april day what a sight,

That whole day with you it was just right,

You looked radiant all dressed in white,

Want to come back home where it feels so right,

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Do you remember al the plans that we made,

My love for you is so right that we will reunite,

When we went out we would drink lemonade,

Want to come back home where it feels so right,

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Tell me when I can come home dear wife,

I am tired and I just want to be with you.

When will this be over to restart our life,

All the love that i have for you is so true,

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With you in my heart, my life is complete,

You’re the air that I breathe and the food that I eat.

You are my soul mate, the beat in my heart,

It feels like a year each second we’re apart.

With you in my heart I’m walking on air,

I can imagine your perfume and the touch of your hair.

Your beautiful eyes, so kind and so green,

The loveliest sight I ever have seen.

With you in my heart, I am brim full of pride,

It’s as though i can achieve anything with you by my side.

You’re my rock, you?re my angel, my one true love,

You’re my present from heaven, my gift from above.

With you in my heart, I love you so much,

How caring you are, my soul you do touch.

You’re a beautiful princess, a pleasure to know,

My love for you just continues to grow.

With you in my heart, I’m the happiest man on earth,

I feel God has planned this since the day of my birth.

I could never love anyone the way I love you,

I hope and I pray that you feel the same way too.

With you in my heart, through the good and the bad,

I’ll be there when you need me, when you’re hurting or sad.

In fact I’ll be there for you any night, any day,

Whenever you need me, you just have to say.

With you in my heart, it really makes my day,

With the things that you do and the things that you say.

You and Eva deserve happiness and I will ensure,

From now, only good times come knocking at your door.

With you in my heart, I hope it feels good,

And that I am caring for you the way that I should.

I will always be happy, just by the love that you give,

I will protect you and love you for as long as I live.

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Humid seal of soft affections,
Tend’rest pledge of future bliss,
Dearest tie of young connections,
Love’s first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
Speaking silence, dumb confession,
Passion’s birth, and infants’ play,
Dove-like fondness, chaste concession,
Glowing dawn of brighter day.
Sorrowing joy, adieu’s last action,
Ling’ring lips, — no more to join!
What words can ever speak affection
Thrilling and sincere as thine!

*CLICK TO PLAY* Celine Dion & Josh Grobin- When I Fall In Love

I sit upon this lonely chair
And gaze into this screen today
all my thoughts they are of you
And there’s so much I need to say

My feelings for you they touch my soul
they run down deep inside in every way

My love for you is there for all to see
It does not change from day to day

You are now the centre of my life
And deep in my heart you will forever stay
When I tell you that I love you my wife
You should know it so true this way

I need to hold you oh so close
And whisper that it will stay this way
I need you to know without any doubt
That my love for you is here to stay

and you should also know that my love will last this way
right up Until my dying day

The most wonderful girl
To ever draw the breath of life
How honored I would be
If she agreed to be my wife
We will navigate together
Through adversity and strife
To be parted from her love
Would cut me like a knife
I will take my place beside her
And we will make ourselves a life

The most wonderful woman
To draw the breath of life
How honored I was that she
Agreed to be my wife
We did navigate together
Through adversity and strife
To be parted from her love
Would cut me like a knife
I took my place beside her
And we have made ourselves a life.

*CLICK TO PLAY* Celine Dion – Because You Loved Me

You are my description of love
You are my description of friend
You are my description of everything
You are my description of beginning to end.

You have put me on a pedestal
You make me feel ten feet tall
You’ve always been there for me
You’ve loved me through it all.

You’ve stood by me through thick and thin
You’ve always been patient and kind
Just thought I’d let you know
You’re the owner of this heart of mine.

So you may ask how long I’ll love you
Well this is what I have to say
Past, present, future, always
Forever and a day!

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)