Wednesday, August 24, 2011


Today as someone spoke your name
I felt the blood rush through my veins
Like the wind, a ruthless fiend
Lashing out across the land
I retrieved the things I’ve kept
From you…and wept

The wind may tear and claw and scream
At grassy stair and woodland stream
It may rush, with stormy tear
Across this vulnerable hemisphere
But it cannot reach the hidden part
Of you…rainbow in my heart

Today as raindrops lash the soil
And bar me from life’s sweeter toil
I look upon the picture of
Laughter, smiles, tears, love
A threshold of a thousand skies
With you…I hate good-byes


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