Through The Window Pane



Through the pane of glass, I gaze outside,
Where the world blooms vast and wide.
A canvas painted green and bright,
Under the gentle kiss of sunlight.
The trees sway with whispered grace,
Leaves shimmering in their embrace.
The sky, a vault of endless blue,
Holds the sun like morning's dew.
In this the remarkable nature's art,
A piercing ache stirs in my heart.
For amidst this beauty pure and free,
I feel the weight of your absence in me.
The laughter we shared,
Seems to echo everywhere.
In the rustle of the leaves it’s your voice I seek,
In the silence it's your laughter that I miss, so unique.
Each vibrant hue each shade of light,
Reminds me of your spirit so bright.
How you loved the simplest things,
Or finding joy in what each moment brings.
The world outside is alive and new,
Yet, inside, I'm lost without you.
But in this vibrant glowing scene,
Your presence feels so close to me.
Though you've journeyed far beyond my reach,
In nature's beauty you softly speak.
Whispering in the winds, the sun's warm embrace,
In them I find your trace your grace.
So, I'll lay here by this window side,
With memories of you on my mind.
The love we shared, a boundless sea,
Through time, through space, it will always be.
Your journey here, though now at rest,
Has left an imprint, upon my chest.
I miss you more than words can say,
In every moment of everyday.
But love like ours does not end with goodbye,
It echoes in the stars, in the endless sky.
So, fly high my angel, free and light,
Know I carry you with me both day and night.
Your love, your light, your fight, your grace,
Forever in my heart you will always hold a special place.

About this poem

For my daughter Briana Martinez

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Written on March 28, 2024

Submitted by Melody.martinez86 on March 28, 2024

Modified by Melody.martinez86 on March 28, 2024

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Scheme AABBCCDDEEFFGHIIBBJJDDKFLICCAMFFNNOOPPBBCC
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,676
Words 346
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 42

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