Like Wines Of Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solemn sounding, tasting like wines of sadness that have
been hiding deeply within, not daring to think for it may
cause tears to fall for you, my love.

Watching yesterday slowly fade away, leaving nothing but
fields of loneliness and mountains of abandonment between
us now.

Cherishing and holding your memories so carefully, not
wanting to lose a single one, it would push self into an
interior hell if that should happen.

Focusing instead on everything we shared in times of joy,
hardship and sorrow, feeling their purposes now holding
this heart together without you.