~I AM NOT HERE~
NOTE:
My friend is dedicated to her late husband. In this
world, loyalty is rare and especially to a deceased
husband loyalty is almost non-existent. She reminded
me of my mother who became a widow at 28 and all her
life she remained loyal to my father. I wrote this poem
as a tribute to that kind of love that crosses the boundary
between life and death. I placed myself in place of
the deceased husband and wrote on his behalf. Needless
to say, my friend broke down and cried reading the
poem. I too get tears when I read this poem remembering
the emotions of a deceased person for his loving wife.
2004
~I AM NOT HERE~
If you ever feel the cool breeze touching your neck,
It would be me kissing softly the back of your neck.
If you ever feel a tug on your clothes pulling you back,
It will be me stopping you from going away from me.
If you feel the wind blowing your hair or your clothes,
It will be me touching you all over with deepest love.
If you hear whispering in your ear, "I love you so much"
Please don't turn around, I am in spirit, I'm not here.
I will love you in spirit till eternity - forever.
