Like a drop of rain
Slipping from the grass
Weightless perfection
Moments gleam and pass
Like a drop of honey
Trickling south
The sun dissolves early
In winter's mouth
But the thought of you
Is a long summer day
A drop of pleasure
That will not melt away
J~
Such a beautiful and loving poem, Janet. Your words never cease to amaze me. Know that, even if I don't always speak them.
ReplyDeleteMary, you are ever so kind, and yes i know that even when we don't always say them...the same goes for you. I've had a crazy week, I am w-a-a-ay behind in my in my reading-sigh. Oh well, priorities, right?
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