A Buried Love

A BURIED LOVE

memories fade
and roses die...
like old photographs
of days gone by.

We made each other laugh.
We made each other cry.
While Love's epitaph reads
"Keep it Precious" as we lie...
side by side - our coffins closed.
Sealing tight within a Truth no one knows.

Shared only between us
No one else
Quietly I loved
while someone put on a shelf
their heart
to die a lonely death.
Teresa D. Smith

" When you love someone,
the BEST THING you can offer
is your PRESENCE.

To be loved means
to be RECOGNIZED
as existing"
Thich Nhat Hanh