Love Poem: My Darling Judith
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Written by: Michael P Walsh

My Darling Judith

My fingers brush aside the Sandman’s sleep as I awaken on this April dewy-morn, to find 
myself engulfed in an awe-inspiring ray-of-light…a comforting light, that appears to radiate 
not from the rising sun, but from within thee my love; it truly is a most spectacular vision to 
behold.  In my grieving mind and cobwebbed delusional being, I see you laying here beside 
me.  My eyes interrogate your spectral beauty, as I gaze into your delicately mastered, 
smiling face.  I am tempted to murmur my feelings, but meager words seem so imprecise 
and escape in a blank-ness that darkens the path as to what such words I can say.  In all of 
those other mournful moments of time, that I wanted to say
what you were to me, and what you meant to me, became just jumbled words that stumbled 
off my tongue.  I don’t know how much time we really have together in this, now, our own 
sanctum-of-closeness.
I only know that for the present, we…us, shall prevail as one on this earthly sphere of 
illusional dreams, and I can only hope and pray that in a future moment, we will find 
ourselves together once again, in a more beautiful and wondrously serene place of peace.  
Therefore, I shall try, as try I might, to speak my tranquil thoughts that I have of you, 
perhaps in quiet church whispers…perhaps.  So on this twenty-eighth day of a year past by, 
and with my tenacious cowardly-lions’ courage mustered with memories of you provoked in 
my thought, I now profess to you my undying sentiment.  I say this quite easily now, with 
just this simple phrase that flows from  my hallowed mind, as smoothly as a spring-thawed 
brook that ripples from the deepest reaches of my heart: 
“My Darling Judith, I Love you…I truly Love you!”