Still Standing


Who is that one in my life that holds such beauty in his love of me… of your passions, culture, the arts, and in your music and it’s all because I know you love me; I sit here remembering that this is the progress we must make; its towards our future, and it will be in these ancient Welsh landscapes, it’s where you will stand before me, so strong, waiting for my return.

I wasn’t born there, but sometimes I feel as I could have been when we roam the land, discovering tales that span, inspiring me with its beauty.

You made my life a paradise and I believe it’s a place where we all want to go; its that place we all seek to find someday. I found it there, with you.

Unfortunately I’ve had to return to America from Wales via London. I love Texas, but I love you more and with my Visa expired…but it’s only temporary; I will return soon, and so I will turn to you, to ask you to be my hero while I’m gone and I will be yours. Your enough for me just knowing that I have all your love, support and help in my time of need from this chaos that has spun.

No matter what tragedy comes our way, with both of us working together, it’s about hopeful hearts that rest within us that gives me the ability to overcome disaster and even though it’s an unexpected curveball; that’s just what happened and I know our lives will soon be restored like when Wales changes seasons, like what it does when it transforms in the spring changing to its summer.

You are not unlike a strong country, you are British, proud, intelligent, beautiful, timeless; a man who is way beyond his years, but still so young in your heart and mind and so full of life and such wondrous things.

How you have inspired me, making me dream of seeing you again soon. I want you to know that I love you and together our lives will be restored; because in our hearts and souls are one. We will be like the new roots and we will grow where even the old trees stood, and we, I know we will be still standing there too for many years to come among them.











Arthur’s Stone is Just north of the ridge summit of Cefn Bryn, there is a neolithic burial ground, known as “Arthur’s Stone” (Welsh: Maen Ceti). Its name comes from a legend that the ancient British King Arthur threw a large stone from Llanelli which landed on this spot.

It is believed that during the Bronze Age Cefn Bryn was used extensively for ceremonies and rituals. Beneath the bracken on the hill over sixty cairns have been discovered. Most of these are likely to be no more than collections of stones cleared by local farmers; but just north-west of Arthur’s Stone three prominent cairns have been excavated that prove their ancient role – the largest being Great Cairn, a circular heap of stones above a central grave.


4 thoughts on “Still Standing

  1. Hi americangirlinwales. With two ex-wives. I beg to differ much better being an independant male. Thank you so much for calling by and liking my poem ‘Beast!’ and for your interesting comment . And wanting to follow my poetry adventures. Nice to meet you. Peace and Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.

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    • Sure there are reasons for everything. Its human nature’s way of helping us survive; its instinct. I love poetry of the mind, takes me to a higher place. Well done. Thanks for for the follow-back. Cheers. – Texas Girl


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