After years of TLC
Life lived now just can't be
Once a wife and mother, loved like no other
Title now has become a mechanic, electrician, and yardman
Oh! Let's not forget makeshift plumber
Loneliness hovers like a fog
Ready to engulf
Gosh! I've had enough
Still I have visions of a new life, a better life
Where I can dream again
Laugh, play and enjoy simple things
Grandchildren's smiles, a beautiful sunset
Visits with old friends
Oh yes! I can see it
As our Lord has compassion for a widow's plight
She is forever in His sight
Copyright 2004 Ruth Runge
Should I write a poem
It would be to tell you
How loved you are
That I will be there no matter where
Here on Earth or another dimension
Even beyond the end
My love will transcend
Whatever hurt you endure
And tears fall
I will hear when you call
What kind of love is this?
It came from above
A mother's love!
Copyright 2004 Ruth Runge
A poet I am they say
To inspire is my desire
My soul speaks; my heart listens
Life is a marvelous journey
An exciting adventure
See the beauty each day
As you go on your way
Don't forget to smile
Will not be in vain
May lighten someone's pain
When your own trials come
Cry some
Dust yourself off
Journey on
Because life is a cycle
Of ups and downs
Chances are, not afar
A rainbow awaits you
My soul is speaking
My heart is listening
Copyright 2002 Ruth Runge
I write poems to express the oft times inexpressible
Words that speak of love
Words full of pain
Words of hope and enthusiasm
When my spouse died, the pain of loss
was an intense tearing of my body and
soul away from him How could I go
on?
Slowly, even when nonsensical things
happened, I began to feel a quickening at each new adventure and
a hope for tomorrow
Through tears, I looked at all the blessings not as a spouse gone but
forty years of loving togetherness
Four daughters
Grandchildren, twelve in all
My legacy
Copyright 2004 Ruth Runge
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