I’m digging through I few poems I logged away. Here’s one more for today:
I am alone with my thoughts.
and there is the image of pastures wide and fenced, where my animals can play
and I see my home, and a long lost soul standing beside me, watching life glow
I blink for a moment and see comfort,
But the moment is always fleeing.
It runs from my reach and in its place –
Is the ceiling fan…
The grass is gone, my pets have vanished, and I’ve no one to call my soul mate.
Sometimes I blink and in that short moment
Live a fuller life.