In my dream I walk under southern stars...
not alone - as empty days of summer,
You are there, my friend;
sharing the wonders of your life-
bountiful blessings mingle with dark lessons
I can only smile and watch the light in your eyes...
We have walked a path, you and I, and shared our lives
though distance would separate the bodies,
it is the heart and minds that are
bound together by the written word...
And a love of things eternal and unspoken.
Long has it been since my eyes have seen
the wonder and glory of your thoughts.
Life dealt a hand that kept me from
the blessed realm where you reside;
stirring down the lane...
I come now - after a long absence
to find this house with new coats of paint,
and the drapes, long familiar, have been ripped down;
oh, how I long for the days of green goodness!
Sing me a song dear Poet!
Adding your comment:
Welcome back, Pres...Ya know we've missed ya immensely...Karen hasn't had a decent duelin' partner in weeks...
Ahhh, Scribe...a lovely penning from your talented quill...So good to see you back among us, Sweetie...
Wanda
