Wind Chimes, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Two chairs for years face the morning sunrise,
Yours to the right side and mind to the left.
Been that way since we made our paradise.
Right chair now empty my soul is bereft.
Since you parted last I have seen you not,
Eyes closed mind a tuned, swear I hear your voice.
Catch sound by shepherd crook put in to spot
with wind chime to it so I may rejoice.
Sit and wait for each little tingle sound,
Stirs my heart of memories in years passed,
And smiles on my face forever abound.
Never questioned how long love has lasted.
Soon chair on the left will be empty too,
But the wind chime will sing my love for you.
Today’s painting was created by Wendy Webster Good from Kennebunkport, Maine. Don’t think we need any explanation on this poem for it is a simple love poem about two lovers who have spent many happy years together but as nature would have it one has to go first. But the love is still out there in the wind which can be heard in a simple wind chime.