The wind blows gently
across the hills
stirring leaves and hearts alike…
sending bits of me away-
bringing pieces of you
back to me.
You’ve been gone
longer than you lived,
your youth captured
forever in your death…
Yet it seems like only yesterday
when I kissed your brow Good-Bye.
And …you haunt me
all these long, weary years
with a pain that never dies…
as the wind blows past
I feel your breath
as it once felt upon my skin.
I’ve found your scent
in the piney woods,
heard you whisper
as the wind stirred
through the needles…
I’ve felt your caress
in a hot, steady breeze
sliding easily over desert sands.
I’ve watched your passion
as it hit the beaches
on a constant, steady
Gulf Breeze…
Your laughter I find
in a cold, blue norther
rushing in with surprise
as it tickles my face
causing a smile deep down
in my heart.
After twenty-four years,
I still miss you…
I still love you…
The wind blows gently
across the hills
stirring leaves and hearts alike…
telling me that you are still alive
in my memories,
in my heart.
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