A Poem of Lost Love and Motherhood

When once the light of love did brightly shine,
And hearts did echo with the sweetest song,
Thy smile was mine, and mine was ever thine,
A bond so pure, yet now, so cold and wrong.

The days we shared, like rivers swift did flow,
With laughter bright and whispers in the night,
But time doth change, and turns the seeds to woe,
And leaves me wandering in the fading light.

Thy absence cuts as deep as winter's chill,
A shadow where the sun once freely shone,
Yet still I dream of love’s warm promise still,
Though in this world, my heart is left alone.

In dreams, I saw myself a mother fair,
With children bright, their laughter in the air,
I saw them grow with eyes as bright as thine,
Their joy a mirror of the love we’d find.

I longed to hold them close within my arms,
To see them play beneath the sun’s warm charms,
To tell them tales of love and endless days,
But now, those dreams have faded with thy gaze.

I yearned to be the one who gave them life,
But now, without thee, I'm but filled with strife,
And though I dream of children yet to be,
They’re but a whisper in the winds of me.

And though our love has fled like morning's mist,
In every child, thy spirit still exists.