Prior to my meeting, falling in love, and marrying my lovely wife Lisa, I was a mess. I was still trying to get over someone and was refusing to allow myself to get close to any other woman. This poem came out during a non-numb moment - if you know what I mean. -j.p.
The seasons have come
and gone
Time drifts slowly
past
People come and go
Impacting in ways
small and great
But some memories
remain
Peaceful yet haunting
I told you once
(Seems so long ago)
That there will be
others in my life
Mere shadows compared
to you
Words of prophecy
Falling into fruition
Why can’t I forget
you
Stop caring each and
every day
Wondering where you
are
Missing you so much
Recounting the
moments
Immersed in my
failures
Where do these tears
come from
How can they continue
to fall
Haven’t I cried
enough
Shouldn’t my heart be
dry
And yet I wonder
How many tears have
you shed
Do I ever touch your
thoughts
Speak to you in the
quiet
Alone in your bed
Can you feel my arms
around you
Does my name cross
your lips
In the sorrow of
prayer
I wait for you
After all this time
I reach out
Try to touch you in
my musings
And love you
As hope burns
J.P. Wiegand
© Emittravel 2004
© Emittravel 2004
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