Entry #2

Verre De Vin
by Christine Gillam


Ah! To drown my sorrows in a glass of wine!
And dream of love that once was mine.
He once held me close and brushed my cheek
Gentle strokes that brought me peace.
We made a promise nay, a vow.
But what good does that do me now?
He left and swore he would return
The painful truth now in me burns.
His ship went down in the rolling sea
Even his body is lost to me.
Our friends, our families offer regrets
But none of that has helped me yet.
So, here I sit, desolate and sad
As I refill my empty glass.
I close my eyes and beg God for reprieve
I hear a noise then stare in disbelief
For there he stands in front of me!
Is this a dream? Have I joined thee?
No, he says, I’m flesh and bone.
I vowed I’d never leave you alone.
I run to his arms, he holds me tight
And I thank the Lord for one more night.
One glass of wine now turns to two
To toast a love forever true.
He holds me close, brushes my cheek
His gentle touch lulls me to sleep.