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The Bed´s Too Cold Without You

Updated on March 3, 2014
memories of when we were young.
memories of when we were young.

No Warmth Without You

Our bed ´s too cold without you,

I stretch my arm to feel your warmth

Your body is always heated,

Yet I feel nothing,

You are not there,

And the bed´s too cold without you.


The weatherman says ´´Heatwave coming´´

Aaah! So I will sleep tonight,

Cosy, warm, ----I still reach for you,

100 degrees doesn't matter.,

I still reach out to an empty space,

Your warm skin I am in need of,

But the bed´s too cold without you.


I want to pray that you´ll come back,

That you´ll survive ....the healthy one.

Yet, who am I to ask the Lord?

With children dying every day,

Mothers, fathers blown away,

Who am I to complain

that our bed´s too cold without you?


Mothers, Fathers fight diseases,

But diseases often win.

Children too succumb to cancers

Of this wicked world.


So, Who am I to ask the Lord?

Why should He favour me?

Our life´s been good together

How selfish can I be?

Yet, I can´t sleep without you here,

I tried to sleep over your side,

Didn't help, without you there

The bed´s too cold without you.


I can only wait and see,

Whatever will be , will be....,

But one thing´s for sure,

If you don´t come back,

Sleeping will be

On settee for me,

Our bed´s too cold without you.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Hello Running Deer,

    Thank you so much for your lovely comment.

    Pleased to meet you on hubpages

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    RunningDeer 4 years ago from Iowa

    Wonderful poem. I like the repetition and the flow. The meaning hit me the most however. I feel like it's very relatable. I'm currently suffering from a long distance relationship. I know exactly how it feels like to wake up and wonder where they have gone. I've tried propping up pillows, but it's not the same. Voted up and shared.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Oh ! What a wonderful reaction to my little piece of work. Thank you so much. carter06

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    Mary 4 years ago from Cronulla NSW

    Aww this is so lovely and so heartbreaking and captures the feeling so well, you sure got me...sob sob ;( well done...voted UAB & shared

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you mckbirdbks,

    It´s always great to have a comment from you.

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    mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

    Hello Dim. You captured the loneliness of the dark hours so well with this heartfelt piece of poetry.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    love your comments. Thank you for so much support.......

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    Angela Blair 4 years ago from Central Texas

    Gorgeous sentiments and well written -- Best/Sis

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you janhorner,

    You´re right on my wavelength. Many things in this life are sad but true.

    I really do sleep on my husbands´side of the bed if he´s away. It helps.

    Sadly if he was gone forever I would be like I am in this poem

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Hi Micky,

    As you often do, you leave me wondering what you mean with your comment.? It´s jut too cold..........y e s ...........

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Hi billybuc,

    beautiful comment for which I thank you.

    You are right . Long-lasting love is such a gift.

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    Janhorner 4 years ago

    This poem reflects a story most of us will think about. Children, adults; death is so final and nothing can bring back someone you love who has passed away or is terminal and, yes your bed will be empty. Sad but beautifully put.

    Jan

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    Micky Dee 4 years ago

    It's just too cold.

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    Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

    you said it all beautifully my friend....love of this type needs to be appreciated as a special gift daily.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Hi there TheAveragePoet,

    I appreciate you taking time to come here and comment.

    Thank you verymuch

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    Dim Flaxenwick 4 years ago from Great Britain

    Thank you rcrumple, for your high praise.!

    Either we don´t know what we´ve got till it´s gone......OR we do know what we´ve got , but we never expect it to end.

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    Rich 4 years ago from Kentucky

    You told a story well. Sometimes, the least little thing can remind you of the person you need the most. Funny, when together, they matter not. Only when absent do these things taken for granted grow in magnitude. It's amazing what and when we appreciate things, as well as, long for them.

    Great Poem!

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    TheAveragePoet 4 years ago from Here and there.

    I love all the meanings in this. Beautiful.

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