Our Place

4th one in the series, celebrating a friendship far, but so connected in hearts. A healing for both!

(For Dove)

In our hearts, in our minds,

when spirits low defeated

  we go to our place;

a place only we know,

a place of understanding, acceptance,

of rest, of silence with no pretence!

Two hearts, two souls separated, but 

  a knowing unspoken, 

both acknowledging pains hidden.

A place of consoling, happiness,

smiles, love, laughter! 

 

Our place, our swing,

though separated by a thousand waves

  our hearts together, one to the other,

hands holding in a friendship love deep.

Here, there a presence felt;

hearts trusted, depended on,

a silent strength speaking,

Spirit Touch talking! 

A friendship long, but so needed

  as we hold together in our place,

to each a healing in letting go;

together we have saved the other! 

 

Our place, together in our minds,

silence, wind chimes, life around,

coffee, words whispered over oceans wide,

a place of peace, of love connection,

someone so beautiful to me.

Hiding in each other’s arms,

somehow, the feeling of a home.

 

To remember her love, our love,

remembering her words to me,

like soft, warming breezes;

‘remember the good things in life,

try and let them over ride the bad. 

Always be thankful for what I have in my life,

friends, family, someone to love and who love me,

.... much pain, but to concentrate on the good,

I listen to my music as it too brings me joy.

Our place .... I love you dearly and 

  couldn’t bare to loose you .... go to our place.

I am with you always to comfort you

  in your hard times. 

Enjoy the wildlife and the beauty around us,

take it all in and let it consume you’

 

Our place, peace abounds in a friendship love,

my arms gently around her, tender soft,

her words to me, ‘A beautiful friendship, a

  special friendship.  I love you and need you.’

My eyes well up for a love so real, so comforting, 

her words keeping me grounded. 

A friendship breathing, whispering

…. FOREVER! 

Author's Note

Towards the end is what she said and represented in Italics. Grammatically a little incorrect, but is important to me to keep it in the way and form, she originally wrote.