trembling
heaving
nose to neck
and
heart to heart
tear damp shoulder
with
gentle whispers
in my hair
i am
protectively encircled
and
i find solace
in my husband’s
arms.
Linking today to Random Acts of Poetry at High Calling Blogs and One Shot Wednesday.
Wonderful.. beautiful.. that’s what love is.
Hard to believe 39 years in December!
Solace was not something easily found as an adult. Many times I wish I could become small again and crawl up into my mother’s lap. Imagine my wonder when I discovered that my husband’s shoulder and steady stance could absorb the most brutal of pains. It is a wonderful thing.
That his “steady stance could absorb the most brutal of pains.” That’s precious.
Refreshing sentiment of admiration for your husband. Great detail to the closeness.
Happy One Shot!
He’s a keeper. Thanks.
and i am glad you found it there…that kinda love and devotion is inspiring…too many would flee to the first available…nice one shot!
Thanks so much, Brian.
The tenderness of the subject matter so perfectly matches the tenderness of the poem.
🙂 Thanks.
Beautiful. I feel the same way about my husband.
We are blessed. Definitely.
I found a wonderful poem…and a wonderful testimony all in one!
Awww thanks, Jay.
Makes me want to hug my wife. Very nice! 🙂
Do it! Don’t put it off. 😉
You are most blessed, Snady.
I can feel in your words the comfort received.
And he’s had to give it so many times.
beautiful – love the expression of being…protectively encircled…
Thanks, Claudia.
Highly relatable, reads like a heartfelt (yet not manipulative, nor too emotional) piece. Excellent verses.
Wow. Thanks, Steve.
expressed beautifully!
have so been there…
but never quite so lovely
with me there’s always the stuff that runs from the nose when I cry?!??!
ugh
but the husband love whispering holding is great solace…
Too funny. Maybe shoulder pads are in order?
Cherish those times. Sweet, tender, and loving. Well written–your emotions visible. Thank you.
Thanks so much, Gay.
If there must be tears, than solace of a warm embrace takes the sting away
Thanks my dear for sharing with One Shot
hugs from the moon
Thanks, so much. Hugs back.
Thanks, everyone, for stopping in with your encouragement. 😀
This is so sweet, Sandra. This is a place of solace for me as well (well, not YOUR hubbie’s arms-snort-but MINE!)I am enjoying all these pictures of solace I have been taking in today.
Ha! Too funny, Laura. Yeah, those arms belong to me. 😉
i would be a proud man if my wife was to say something about me like this…i just hope i am there to hold her when she needs me…great share for one shot..cheers pete
Oh, I have a sense you are and would be.
My husband never reads my blog. 😉
Indeed this is simply love.
Blessings.
🙂
I guess you can’t really share that solace. Oh well, it’s over to Ann’s house for the apple pie. 😉
Sweet poem.
Um, no. Not sharing today. Is there any pie left?
You are deeply blessed in this source of solace.
I’ll second that. 😉