‘Eternity’ and Other Love Poetry by Angel L. Villanueva

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Eternity

If I could give her just one gift,
What would she want that gift to be?
Would she prefer a diamond ring
Or roses spread across the sea?

Would she prefer a priceless gem,
A string of pearls, or maybe two?
Would she suggest a trip to France
To buy a cottage with a view?

Perhaps she’ll like expensive shoes
Or cruising on the open seas.
Or take a flight around the world
And then indulge in shopping sprees?

I’d gladly give these things to her
If I were rich and had the means.
But I’m a simple, humble man
With scanty wealth and tattered jeans.

I did find out from my dear wife
One summer night under a tree
That all she wants is my true love—
To see eternity with me.

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Hold This Truth

If death should take my breath, my dear,
_Shed just a tear for me.
Your time to mourn will not be long;
A day of joy will come along,
_Then freed from pain you’ll be.

The grave will hold my fleshless bones;
_I will return to dust.
My life will be in death’s embrace,
A somber room, a lonely place;
_To darkness I’ll be thrust.

Recall the things that we went through
_While still in early bloom.
When we were young and full of hope,
We met with tests and had to cope
_But rose above the gloom.

But now that we are old and gray
_And near the end of life,
Reserve within your heart and mind
That death cannot keep life confined;
_Be cheered, my lovely wife.

So hold this truth within your heart:
_You’ll touch my face again.
The Sovereign Lord will soon reveal
That even death to him must kneel,
_And I will see you then.

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Angel L. Villanueva is a poet and a USPS mail carrier residing in Massachusetts.