Will all gone
Defeated, alone
He trudged along life’s path
With an air of despondency.

Little ever lifted his spirits.

And so it was when he met
Or rather crashed into
She who would change his life
Forever.

Not for a moment
Could he have imagined
The effect she would have.
Not for a moment
Could he have imagined
That he would have such fortune.

She was everything
And his heart filled
Sometimes so full
He thought that it would burst.

He was a changed man
Nothing could or would
Ever be the same again.
How could it – he’d found love.

She was so kind and loving
Strong when he felt fragile
Gentle when he was sad
Always thinking just of him
She picked him up when times were bad.

Truly she was his miracle cure
He was a better man for her
And despondency left his life for good
She almost made him purr.

And then she died
He was lonely
Unhappiness returned
But he remembers now
All those happy times
And despondency is spurned.

It is truly better to have loved…

©Joe Wilson – It is truly better…2018