Epitaph

No jeweled gift my love received

No golden necklace on her heaved

Nor a diamond blue same eyes of hue

To grace a delicate finger on her hand

Instead bouquets tied with bright bands

Lovely roses, irises, dahlias, carnations

Boxes of chocolates for her adoration

Betwixt a special poem for her admiration

Words of intimacy solely for her affectation

Promising my heart, showing trust, affirmation

Great my respect for her uniqueness, appreciation

Rewards of kisses through spontaneous emotions

Yet despite all this she slowly drifted apart

Assuredly there were reasons concerning the heart

Scales of life, duty and love tipped my sweetheart

Slowly we became estranged to be true lovers in memory.

Herbert Holzbauer
© February 2009

Midi: "Waldesnacht"
Composer: Johannes Brahms
(fresno.pntic.mec.es)

Art: "Sunset Over Taransay"
Artist: Andrew Craig
(www.skoon.com)