Love Poems and Musings from an 86 Year Old Widower

By Lester Greenman

This book is written by an eighty six yer old recent widower. The poems and Musings are here to show that age doe not diminish love and romance.

Romance Romance the greatest mental Gift to mankind. Yes I said it. What more wonderful than the Overwhelming feeling of love. To be able to be near And to Smell the scent, to caress the tresses, to gently hold a hand, This is rapture at its acme. When there are times that I Am Alone without you the seconds Go painfully slow. To espy you Again is as if the heavens have Brought forth the shining sun. The flowers bloom in all their Radiance and aromas. To be in love is all. This is a reality made In heaven. L.D.G.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Aug 27, 2013
• ISBN: 9781491704967

Lester Greenman

Lester David Greenman Born in Brooklyn, N, Y, graduate of East New York Vocational High School. In the merchant marine till the end of World war 2 .Married wife Harriet in 1949. Three children, 6 Grandchildren and two Great-grandchildren. Business man , owned 2 diners then became a builder of homes and commercial real estate. Moved with family to Ottawa, Canada in 1971. my wife passed way in 2012 after 63 years marriage. I now live in a retirement home and am in good health. I have 6 Girlfriends all in pristine friendships. I produce and pay for 2 floor shows a year at my present abode. I enjoy singing and writing. I am now writing a Biography of my father.

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Contents

Dedication

I am eighty five years of age

A heart of love is like a summer bloom in your mind

I lay in my bed dreaming

My sleeping companion

Dear Death

I look at the walls

We are humans

When there is no love to drive

Romance

Shit

I dislike formal dinners at home

Gabrielle

Making Love with you

My love forever dear Harriet

To Harriet my dearest

You are my dear friend who happens to be female

Christmas is coming

The shower

Jesus, my Jewish Brother

What we Christians and Jews do not see

The castle inside of me

Weather

To my children who love me

Do not go gentle into that good night

Hearing

To be poor

Grieving

Christians

Humanity

Humans

You are woman

I am man

Dear Pea Soup

To have a friend is a gift for life

I meet you in haste

Carl Greenman

As I Walk Along the Shore

Dedication

I dedicate this book to my dear Harriet, my beautiful and loving deceased wife of sixty-three years…

and To my dear friend Danielle, who gave me the positive and loving attitude to write "poetry

and musings" and to overcome the loneliness of being a widower.

Our pristine friendship will be forever.

I am eighty five years of age

Do we get any medals for enduring all of these moments in the age of the cosmos?

We have been brave to get up every morning to face what life had in store for us.

We have brought new life to this world.

We have struggled with bills, mortgages and keeping the paychecks stumbling in.

With bringing up children we had to be flexible in the modern age

Our age brings with it doctors, medicines, aches and pains.

We deal with minds that are slowing down and our bodies reluctant to move easily

We see the Spector of our demise creeping closer and closer

Yet we endeavor to smile and to look upwards to the sun of happiness.

Yes, we deserve a medal, kudos and respect for our endeavors.

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