I can see your face in the mist,
A shadow of your former self.
You are watching me and the world
As it all goes by you, leaving you,
Not a care in the world, not a thought.
I feel you there as you watch,
And I feel you in my soul.
Tomorrow morning you'll be gone,
No longer a face in the swirling mist.
But tomorrow morning you'll be here,
Still a part of my soul forever.
In a list
A contest entry
- One hour short form poetry #2 by Samplette.
300 points, ended January 1, 2007, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Another great write. Well done. Thank you for entering.
Sam
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Now, see! I love when you write "sappy stuff!" Your words just flow so beautifully and fairly dance in front of me. Wonderfully written, Sis! Hugs, Patricia
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