Thursday, October 31, 2024

waiting and wishing 2015

  

I know I will never see her again

 even though each fall,  I wait and watch

counting all the days that had passed

since last time I did

clinging to old photos

and with a rare gift new

as if that is who she is

and always will be

 I wait and watch the seasons change

as years pass

 a life wrapped in mothballs

and as a greater poet than I once said

months that feel like centuries

 and I still wait knowing

she will never come

counting it off on my fingers and toes

 still I know

 wearing out my life

 waiting and wondering

 and if I should pass

 clinging to eternity

feeling no loss because

she is always really with me


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