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MY STEVE When I met Steve it wasn’t love, but laugh at first sight, Being with him became a delight, Through his actions he gave me the world, Before me it, with him, unfurled, We went many places and many sights we did see, Through his actions he made me very happy, I was lucky to have 20 years of his life, He made my life worth all its trouble and strife, That I would get better, he made me believe Because he was so sure and he was MY Steve, I shared nearly 22 years of his life, For 13 years of those I was his wife, I may originally have just been his lover, But most importantly he made a mother, Steve was often like a god to me, Because he looked after our family, Steve went to the chiropractors’ who clicked his spine, But the problems he had this didn’t make fine, Steve said there’s really a lot more to this, For a quick easy fix, is what I did wish, As a scooter salesman he got a gold star, He also enjoyed every classic, American car, Under a classic car, Steve banged his head, Which caused a head injury, and it bled, This itself didn’t make him weak, Steve also had pain in his cheek, That sometimes came or went away, But a lot of the time around it did stay, When he couldn’t properly lift his arms, That’s when I felt very alarmed, I was really worried, I’m not lying, It often sounded like he was dying, Why Steve died, we didn’t know the answer, Then they told us it was cancer, He had cancer in every white blood cell, No wonder he felt really unwell, Having had Steve as my husband, I was blessed, At least he’s not now in pain, but at rest, Marcus proved himself a real man His dad asked for help, he said yes, I can, Steve in his life before this always did win, His voice was fine he could always whistle and sing, He liked to laugh and a good joke, He really was a truly good bloke, For our house his death is a disaster, As we no longer have his laughter, When Steve died, I felt really bereft, Behind I never expected to be left, Now I feel totally destroyed, Like I’ve been hit by a meteoroid, But Marcus, our son, will keep me going, Love and support me he’s always showing, We both have great memories of his dad, For those we will be forever glad, We’re glad in our lives Steve did exist, A wonderful man who will be greatly missed. Sylvie Wright October 2020 |
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POEMS 7 - MAIN MENU This Page is dedicated to my husband Steve 27.6.1956 - 11.8.2020 I’ll miss you forever. |
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