Devotion Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Devotion
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Wednesday, April 14,2010, @8: 31 PM

Our winters never saw snow.
Autumn leaves never turned yellow.
Days are no longer overshadowed;
In merriment, we often wallowed.

The once high-strung temperament is now mellow.
The sweet wine of life once flowed,
And fruits ripened that we had sown,
Together, time seemed to slow.

Streets once walked seldom narrowed.
Gone are the days once filled with sorrow.
Joy and laughter were generously bestowed;
Our time was simply borrowed.

There are things one could never forebode,
And the price of my heavy load was high.
I journeyed down a lonesome, rocky road,
Such a debt I once owed.

I once swallowed the bitter juice of life,
And on a shelf, I stowed my heart.
To the moonlight, I once followed,
Tender was the soil I once harrowed.

It felt as if my heart could explode,
In ferny valleys, our voices echoed.
Our features together once glowed;
For the joy of life, we once showed.

Now the morning rosters are crowded.
The beautiful bride is now widowed.
The operatic voice that once bellowed
No longer sings, as mystical passages are harrowed.

I can no longer decipher the complex code;
New tunes have turned to a somber mode.
Humble was my once-loving abode;
Through the tulips, we once tiptoed.

As I write you this fond ode,
I see precious metals starting to corrode.
As Latin dancers no longer tango,
My love is something time can never erode.