This poem is dedicated to the loving memory that was and always will be Beverly Rose Wilson. My love is never over.
Has it really been five years?
It seems as if only several minutes have gone by,
It seems as if only I had time to blink one of my eyes
The feeling of yesterday fresh in my mind
As I held your hand, and laughed for a time
Has it really been five years?
It feels like only a moment has passed
And everything I ever hoped for came true with you around
Yesterday feels like an instant ago, and you were still safe and sound
Has it really been five years?
I wouldn’t have known
That was until I looked at your book that read, ‘In Loving Memory,’
Only then, did I remember that it was real
That none of this was a bad dream, and there was no time to wake
Laughing at my mistake, going into your room to watch that you were indeed safe
It was real when I looked at the photos
The memories seeping into the most precious things imaginable
As I tried to grasp that they were real and alive
But you were gone
Gone to fill in the pictures that were now the only things that mattered to me
Your face so happily aware of the bliss that you were experiencing
Or the tiredness you felt that day
The pictures, they tell a lot to me
Especially now that I know I haven’t been dreaming
Now that you’re not here
I have a whole wall of pictures that tell our stories
And yours is the center piece
But I also know that in these five years, you want me to only grow stronger
There is no doubt in my mind that you want me to be stronger
To take those pictures and feel electric
To seek out the things that matter the most to me
I could write oceans of how my love broke in half that day
But I also need to learn how to write seas of how my love may be hallowed
But that it knows you’re still there
Whispering to me, ‘That’s so good, honey.’
Has it really been five years, my baby, my honey?