Until We Meet Again Poem by Belle Wassermeister
Until We Meet Again
My food just doesn't taste good anymore;
I don't enjoy it like I did before.
The stars no longer shine
as when you were still mine;
each window that I had is now a door.
The colors that I see, no longer bright.
The whole world now to me is black and white.
I can find nothing good,
though I know that I should;
I struggle through a day that's always night.
I know that I will see you once again;
it's not a case of 'if' but only 'when'.
So meanwhile I will try
to curb the urge to cry.
I'm coming, Sweetheart; I will see you then!
So sorry for your loss. It's really good to have you back writing again.
I feel very sorry to know your loss.You can fill the vacuum with your husband's loving memories.Your poem is like a pearl of tear falling from your eyes.Thank you for sharing!
A very touching write.Your love for your husband shines through it. Let me quote from this poem- I know that I will see you once again; it's not a case of " if" but only " when" . So meanwhile I will try to curb the urge to cry. I'm coming, Sweetheart; I will see you then!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/28/2025 6:26:41 AM # 1.0.0
When we lose a beloved one, part of us goes with him or her and it does take sometime for the wound to heal. I believe that you are healed now. Beautiful poem