Fields of Gold



The world changed
not one whit
the day she left me
all alone.

The sun still rose
the birds still sang
the radio in the car
still played.

Boys still ogled
girls still giggled
lovers still walked hand in hand.
Sting still led her favorite band.

I surely thought
the world would end
the spinning stop, the rapture come
but it did not.

‘Twas only little things I noticed
missing from the world, now gone
her gentle kiss upon my lips
her smile as she climbed up the stairs.

Gone her boundless faith in me
that made me feel
when she was near so much more
than what I was.

I never wrote when she was here
now it’s how I spend my days
my simple words no substitute
for her sweet whispers in my ear.

Nothing in the world has changed
spring and summers come and go;
nothing’s changed that one can see
the only thing that’s changed is me.




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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2 Responses to Fields of Gold

  1. beetleypete says:

    “Gone her boundless faith in me
    that made me feel
    when she was near so much more
    than what I was.”
    Such poignancy here, Frank, and insight too. One of the things about losing a loved one is losing their loyalty and unquestioning faith that does indeed make you feel so much more than what you might otherwise be.
    These poems are a wonderful legacy to leave behind, and must be a great source of wonder to your children too.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Ms. V says:

    Beautiful, Frank. I wish I’d known her.

    Liked by 1 person

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