By John W.
If only you could have seen how much he loved you . . .
The visions of the past must have blocked that view.
If only you could have heard the love for you in his voice . . .
The din from the angry tirades was still too loud.
If only you could have touched his sadness from a distance . . .
Had the pain of his aggressions not dulled the nerves beyond repair.
If only you could have tasted the salt from his tears . . .
To know his loneliness at meals without you.
If only you could have caught the scent of his happiness at your thought . . .
But cigarettes and gin were the only odors to be recalled.
If only you could have known how much he missed you . . .
Yet absence did not make your heart grow fonder.
If only you could have known how much he loved you . . .
If only you could tell him that one time now . . .
If Only . . .
In Memory of Jim D. – A Great Example of “How It Works”.
September 4, 2014
