Another Hopeful Heart
in the kitchen
she's humming a happy tune
and making breakfast for two
scrambled eggs, i think
with hot buttered toast and maybe blueberry jam
served with a full cup of the coffee i like
i guess she doesn't realise
that i'm already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
she tells me stories
underneath the covers
giggles at the absurdities
of her past
before she falls asleep
and dreams of the future
just before i slip out of her life
already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
on the ferry to the island
she wraps a thick blanket around me
and worries that i'll catch a cold
from the wet north wind
and warms my face
with the soft touch of her cheek
without guessing
that i'm already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
sometimes i watch the river flow
and wind its way to the sea
more lazy it seems
on a hot summer's day
when the water catches twigs and leaves
that bob and swirl along the shore
as aimlessly as my thoughts of you
the one who exhausted all of my love
before i became another hopeful heart
you had to leave behind
she's humming a happy tune
and making breakfast for two
scrambled eggs, i think
with hot buttered toast and maybe blueberry jam
served with a full cup of the coffee i like
i guess she doesn't realise
that i'm already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
she tells me stories
underneath the covers
giggles at the absurdities
of her past
before she falls asleep
and dreams of the future
just before i slip out of her life
already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
on the ferry to the island
she wraps a thick blanket around me
and worries that i'll catch a cold
from the wet north wind
and warms my face
with the soft touch of her cheek
without guessing
that i'm already gone
another hopeful heart
i've had to leave behind
sometimes i watch the river flow
and wind its way to the sea
more lazy it seems
on a hot summer's day
when the water catches twigs and leaves
that bob and swirl along the shore
as aimlessly as my thoughts of you
the one who exhausted all of my love
before i became another hopeful heart
you had to leave behind
I never thought of love as being exhausted...oh those poor hopeful hearts...
ReplyDeleteI liked how you turned this around at the end...the song is the perfect accompaniment
Yes, the idea just came to me after talking to someone who lost his wife to cancer and said he had no interest in meeting another woman ... seemed sad and maybe overly respectful at the same time ...
Deletereminds me of a brother of mine, he once said he hoped "he went first" because he couldn't live without his wife...imagine needing someone to live your life...that is so very sad to me
DeleteWe never know when a hopeful heart will come into our lives and stay forever. I suppose it's important to stay open to all kinds of possibilities. One never knows ...
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and one of my very favorite songs ... :)
And maybe that's the point ... every heart should remain hopeful, despite even the most tragic loss of love ...
Deletebeautiful words...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Doronette ...
Deletesigned into blogger after such a long while...peeped into your page..[ had to ] and wondered anew at your ability to weave words and visuals ...
ReplyDeleteyou are one of my favorite writer's kennedy and i seldom say this anybody but if u have a book of poetry out or coming out...i am ordering now .
:( for the woman and all those who will come after her and do all those doozy precious things not knowing he is gone...
Thanks for your kind comments, Sonny ... nice to see you again.
DeleteNo book planned for now, I'm afraid ... but maybe one day ... ;o}