A Voice

We all can hear ... if we listen

So we celebrate,

not me today,

but you … you

who has been with

me on this journey

for some 

seventy years.

         a testament

         a statement

no matter

         our political views

         our way of life

         our diversities

         our similarities

 

I murmur … you whisper,

in the distance 

A sultry voice,

with soft instincts at times,

an anguished scowl at others.

 

My conscience exhales …

 

         I know, 

I exist because of you,

you because of me.

We’ve always known

we would be one 

and the same.

 

just never knew …

we’d last this long.

 

 

 

Author's Note

It appears, this poem is being misinterpreted... normally, there is no right or wrong interpretation... It is in the eyes and ears of the reader... However, I am 72 years old. I would love for you to reread it... and if you still think I'm talking about marriage...then so be it.Thanks for reading and commenting everyone.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I like this poem of yours Allen. I feel many can learn an enormous lesson from these words. Especially in today's society. We should all strive to care for one another this way. Nice work.