With Her – A Poem by Joy Caroline

Hi y’all! I hope everyone is having an awesome Sunday.

Today I decided to make a quick little post sharing a short poem I wrote. It’s called With Her. It’s a romantic poem, with a bittersweet ending. I thought it would be cool to share this with you guys. So without further ado, I present With Her. *dramatically pulling curtains aside, revealing a fancy stage* 😂

With Her

Though thin and pale in her bed

She was beautiful, and smiled in her sleep when I laid roses on her breast.

She delivered me from my land of bitterness

Taught me to love the God she called merciful

Although she was wasting away in pain from the disease

That ate away at her frail frame.

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I cared for her in her hospital room

And before a month I placed that veil on her head.

She held the roses I’d brought her that night

Her small hand trembled in mine as I anointed her and said:

“With this ring, I thee wed.”

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Hours later I held her, now my wife, in my arms

As on my treasured piano I played and sang a song I composed

About the Jesus God

She was even then praising

As the cough racked her, and

Her fever raged.

Feeling her hot brow, holding her shivering body to try to warm

I played and sang.

–

As I struck the final note

Her light went out

But even then she was smiling with the song on her lips.

I knew she wouldn’t want me to stop

So I composed late into the night.

I wrote songs of praise to her God, who

Giveth and taketh away

The God who blesses me with music

My ability to play

His gift to me.

So I will continue to play and sing

Rejoicing that because of Christ’s love for his own bride

I will soon be

With her

Again.

So there’s the poem! I really hope you guys enjoyed it. Sunday blessings!

You know the drill – eat, pray, write, repeat!

Joy