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Promises are Promises

Updated on October 22, 2011
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I’ve forgotten your bad jokes

But not your eyes

And I hear your laugh

With that soft sexy voice

Telling me how silly I am

For even thinking I had to

Move on.


I thought I would melt

Along with the pain

That poured from my soul

That night

When they told me.


I saw your face before me

A photograph in black and white

Torn to pieces in the breeze

And one by one they flew away

Into a white mist

They disappeared


My hopes vanquished that day

Of white lace and satin ribbons

White roses and rings of gold

I saw you next in a field of green

Mahogany wood, satin pillow

Gladiolus blooms, one flag waving

White stones perfectly aligned


Since then, I’ve been lost

Tossed in a sea of faces

Where things like bravery and honor

And memories of a life so faithful

Should keep me warm

On the cold and lonely nights


I still wear your ring

I’m certain you didn’t really die that day

And it’s all a big mistake.

I’m still waiting for you to come home to me.


The plans are still on hold.

I still have my dress,

Momma says I need to move on

But promises are promises.

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      Cathy 5 years ago from Louisiana, Idaho, Kauai, Nebraska, South Dakota, Missouri

      The last line was just so well placed and perfectly summarized the subject of the effects of love in this piece. Thank you.

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      Lissette 5 years ago from Central Florida

      i still wear my ring too and I can't move. I won't even hear about it yet. The poem is lovely. I hope this is fictional. I don't wish this on anyone. Would rather be the only one.

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      WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

      This is an excellent tribute, Erin. Very well done, and voted that way.

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      Hubertsvoice 5 years ago

      If the promise was to love her until he died, that promise was fulfilled. If her promise was to wait for his return, that promise also has been fulfilled

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      Becky Katz 5 years ago from Hereford, AZ

      Such a painful hub. I thought at one time this would be me. He was MIA for 3 weeks in Vietnam.

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      Amanda 5 years ago from Texas

      voted UP and beautiful...

      i have to agree with Hubertsvoice. there is truth in the post of all else but no one would ask that another stop living...

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      Movie Master 5 years ago from United Kingdom

      Excellent piece of work, beautifully written Erin.

      voting up.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Beautiful Erin. I want it to be fiction..

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      WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

      Hubertsvoice make an excellent point, and one we should heed, because it's what our lost loved one would surely have wanted.

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      Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland

      Hello everyone, yes, for me this is fictional. For some one out there, it isn't. I know that love goes on and that no one would want the one they loved to stop living in the event of their death. This is more about the pain of loss. Its about everyone telling you when its time to move on, and you aren't ready yet. And the only person who seems to understand you is the person who died. Grief is that way sometimes. I remember a talk last year with a friend of mine who is a widow trying to explain this to me, I guess it seeped into my work. October and the fall seems to be the time when I honor those who have passed on.

      Love you all & miss you. (I have all A's on all my projects so far...but I'm working my tail off!) I was in here reading some last night, I'll be in to read some more of you!

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