To Know We Have Righted All Things Wrong …





To Know We Have Righted All Things Wrong …

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny



Bodies swaying as they danced

In beat to the music playing

Eyes closed … in another world



Hand in hand, bodies close

In sync, perfect rhythm

Each body knows what the other wants



A step here, a dip there

Bodies coming back to touch

Tightly to one another, never missing a step



Love is in the air warming it in its glow

Two bodies loving one another

In every move they make



Becoming one, blossoming into two

Once again … two have become one

Never wanting to leave the other’s side

Love forming a lifetime bond

Soulmates finding each other

Perfect for no one else, perfect for them

Love … like a soft glowing fireplace

Softly burning colors of red, orange, yellow

Warming one to the soul



Emotion filling each Heart

With a deep caring so much it hurts

Lay your head on my shoulder he says



Rest your mind knowing I’ll protect, love you

Trust in me for I’ll never hurt you

Never will I let you go



Laying her head on his shoulder

Closing her eyes in trust

Believing in him … that was thirty-two years ago



Bond unbreakable, lasting a lifetime

Being young … getting old

What happens if one loses the other



Like a faded rose and stem separated

Leaves fall off in sickness

The rose fades until … it fades away



The beauty of love through time

Everlasting … sadly there’s an end

Nothing can change it when its time to go



Is that all we come to when we grow older

To lose our beauty our spunk in life

To leave our loved one behind?



We come to an end through sickness, death

Leaving our soulmate behind to grieve

Isn’t it sad to know the beginning is just the end



Loving until we die …  no chance to practice

The things we learned life

No chance to do things over, make things right



Make things right where we went wrong

As a younger person … never getting to say I’m sorry

To re-do things so, our minds could rest



Rest until the day we have to take our last breath

Have to go … go knowing we did all things right

Leaving nothing undone



Couldn’t we all go to our graves

Knowing we righted all wrongs

To make all right before we died



That would be the ultimate to carry with us

Into the ever after

To know we have righted all things … wrong


Note by this Author:


I look around me … look at myself, Skip … I see us growing older.  I see others growing older.  Like many before me, I ask where did time go?  We think we got forever … forever comes quickly.  I think of so much I have wanted to do, say … never will get to do but, try to say.

I notice that at times I feel panicky.  I become afraid.  I worry about death because in my mind … Tommy died so, that means ‘anyone could die’ if he did. I have been to the door of Death … somehow, managed to escape it several times in my life.

I keep seeing a friend of ours in my mind.  We lived next to him.  I watched him worry about dying.  He had emphysema, was on oxygen.  When he’d see an ambulance come to pick someone up in the neighbor-hood he would walk outside, stand watching.  He never knew I saw the fear of dying on his face.

When he lay dying, his wife began calling my name.  I heard her, ran to their house.  I went to the bedroom, saw him already ‘in another world’ … I went to him speaking softly, took his hand.

I talked quietly to him telling him he was loved, and everything was going to be alright.  The EMS guys came in, I walked out of the room.  I was with him when he took his last breath.  I went to his wife, held her as she cried.  My Heart was breaking.

Later … I watched her go downhill.  She made her home into a tomb … no sounds whatsoever.  When I’d go knock on the door I would see her sitting through the window.  Her life, her smile and energy ebbed away.  Her soulmate had died … she had died inside … she was waiting for her body to catch up.  She died soon-after … on the path of dementia, then death.

I loved those people.  They were elderly.  I learned by watching how sad it is when one of them died … how the other grieved.  I cared with my Heart only I couldn’t get to her to please be alright … please keep her beautiful energy, smile.  She faded away … no one could stop her.  Just as a cut flower dies … she did.

The thought came to my mind … is that all we come to after going through so much in life, learning so many lessons?  We just die and … that’s it … the end?  Isn’t it sad?

Skip and I are best friends, soulmates … he and our Pups are my whole world.  Yes, sometimes … I become afraid … no matter how old we get … we always wish to live forever never leaving the ones we love.

Photos/poem owned/written by me …. Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.


3 thoughts on “To Know We Have Righted All Things Wrong …

  1. I remember well how I felt when my friend Mary died of cancer.

    I sat with her a little while and held her hand, but she was happy to go.

    Her husband Bert died shortly after, his choice to follow quickly the woman he loved all his life.

    I miss them so much, they were lovely people! 🙂

    Love and hugs!


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