Some things are temporal, never do they last.
But, some things are timeless, never to be surpassed.
Somethings are sloppy, and hard to attach.
Other things are simple, or, at least solid,
And hold extremely fast.
Some things are opposites, never meant to be.
Yet other things are opposite, and together eternally .
You and I are like that.., though not opposite
within our souls…
Some things instinctively fit, like
buttons, and button holes.
Thoughts of being without you,
are like honey combs without bees.
Button holes are just empty spaces without buttons,
and the only home I’ve ever known is
the home you’ve made for me.
paul willis – 2011- ©
Since I couldn’t listen to the songs today, I took some time to read the poems. This one is super, super! (And after your comment concerning what you had been through with the person who reminded you of the FB friend request I had turned down, I’m so glad to know that you and your wife have such a wonderful, loving marriage that can inspire poetry like this.)
Blessings on you both!
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So beautiful, I Love your heart focus Paul it’s about Love, what a very blessed wife you have and as you shared you also are greatly blessed, such is God’s heart of Love it’s found in Unity.
A man and woman’s’ heart should be so hidden in Christ Jesus that to find each other they need to seek Him first.
Christian Love Anne.
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This is just beautiful. So full of emotion and loving , sincere thoughts. This made me quiet for a long time when you wrote, “Button holes are just empty spaces without buttons,
and the only home I’ve ever known is
the home you’ve made for me.” When I read this , I thought of my wife. Home is where she is…without her and my son, it’s just an empty, cold place…..
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Love story in a poem; it touches the soul!
Rock on *)
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a sweet share.
thanks.
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IMHO, there’s nothing wrong with being folksy or corny. Beautiful poem!
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Corny? Oh come on Theresa I was as serious as a Missouri grist mill barn with a silo full of…Oh, yeah, that would probably be corn huh? Anyway, thanks for stopping by…and thanks for capturing so many of the few nostalgic barns left standing…Great Photos…
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This is warm and true, Paul, and – yes – “folksy” with a real homespun feel. Much enjoyed. Thank you … A wonderful way to start my week.
Warmest regards,
Jamie
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Great down home folksy take on yin and yang.
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Really sweet, I love that. It’s so true that home feels like home because of those we love.
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Great love poem — button and buttonholes is such a nice cozy domestic reference.
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I can only imagine your wife was deeply moved by your work, my friend. Nice job!
You’ve raised the profile of men everywhere!
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I’ll just comment collectively to all here…and pray it gets to a few at least …after a week of working on this crashed leviathan of a computer… I THINK I’m back online…at least for a minute…and look forward to visiting all your sites.
Bless You
paul
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Such a sweet poem! In a time where love is neglected by many, it’s nice to see that you and your wife cherish it.
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Beautiful! Soulfully beautiful!
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Very beautiful poem Paul! Thanks for sharing.
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Beautiful.
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Very well written, Paul. Thank you so much for sharing. :)
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sweet words xxjen
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Beautiful post! I love the line “button holes are just empty spaces without buttons.”
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Your wife must be very happy with that heartfelt poem
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Lovely to hear someone say it so beautifully, Paul.
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Very nice Paul, keep typing.
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Is it an anniversary of some kind?
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No, but, well…whoops…thanks for the reminder…you should have told me LAST WEEK!!! Denise…Gee thanks!!! Heh…just kidding…
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how sweet!
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Well written Paul and oh so true! :)
God Bless ya both!
Prenin.
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