My One #32

New Year but this is not the same
for out of the depths she called my name
raised me up to purge those demons
and cried those tears for me
for us
I trust My One forever
and then for one day more
for I hope to be with the only one
who never rejected me
My One
For I cannot be who I am
what I strive to be without her
She saved me from myself
that drowning soul that was me
back then
As now I can stand this day
at the crest of the morning hill
all I see is still nothing
without My One
I am the most fortunate and undeserving soul to have found My One. I don't know where I would be or if I would still be on earth, if it wasn't for My One.

Linked to Poets and Storytellers United: Writers’ Pantry #11: Words Can Be Rather Nutritious

28 comments:

  1. A lovely and powerful tribute to your One. A fortunate man you are indeed!

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    1. I got the better end of this deal, that's for sure. Thank you for your thoughts, MMT

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  2. Your One sounds divine. You are blessed.

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  3. That "crest of the morning hill" image just soars.

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  4. I completely understand the joy, the relief (and many times, the complete disbelief) that comes from knowing we found the One for us. I thank the universe for One every single day--sometimes thrice--and I'm always in awe of how he gives me what I didn't even know I wanted (or needed).

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    1. I'm glad for you, Magaly. It seems that you are a lucky person as well! Thanks for sharing and Cheers to you and your One.

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  5. I am so happy you found the One!!💝 It makes us realize how blessed we are doesn't it?

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    1. I am blessed several times over and I'm pretty sure I got the better deal than she did. I hope you are blessed as well. Cheers, Sanaa!

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    1. Thank you, Audrey. Yes, I am. And I'm remind myself each day. I'm glad you liked this.

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  7. What amazing magic love is! I am thankful for having so much of it in my life too.

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    1. It may be magic that is love but it's no fairy tale for her. And I'm no Prince Charming. I'm glad you found your One as well. Your are truly blessed as well!

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  8. Blessed is the man who has found The One and who has the wisdom to value her. This is a wonderful tribute to your One.

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    1. Thank you, Beverly. I almost forgot to make sure she knew how much she meant to me. (I'm more fool than wise, though.) I'm glad you liked this.

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  9. Yes, this is such a beautiful tribute and acknowledgement of 'The One' in your life Joel.

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  10. I showed this to My Beloved Sandra & said, "See? I am not alone in adoration.."

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    1. I don't know your Sandra, so I cannot... Oh, I get you. I'm glad you find your One, Ron. Thanks for stopping by

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  11. What a blessing...I am blessed to still be with my "one."

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    1. I'm glad you found you One. I hope for many more years together for you, Susie. Thank you.

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  12. I am glad you're so blessed. I think we all deserve that – or at any rate need it. (My beloved has gone on ahead of me, but the memories keep me warm.)

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    1. Oh, I am blessed, Rosemary. I'm glad that you were but sorry it ended too soon for you. Thank you for stopping by.

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  13. Lovely intro to this heart warming poem.

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    1. Thank you, Margaret. I appreciate your kind thoughts.

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  14. It's a gift to have been blessed with The One...and I feel privileged to be able to see this expression of gratitude put into words.
    (My apologies for a late response...covid- 19 had me busy! )

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    1. Thank you, Vivian. She is a gift, that's for sure. I appreciate your very kind words, I've never had someone tell me that before. (I understand about to covid-19, as I'm in the same boat.)

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