As if always has been, still is,
Ever at edge of my conciseness,
Pulling my heart, yet out of reach,
A need remaining ever unfulfilled,
Wanting, yearning, desiring, craving,
An equal partner sharing this path,
Echoes a roaring din in my empty life,
Join me I beg you with tears flowing,
For my time has grown far too short,
And still, you’re not here…
Easy …
As my memories wane and fail,
The vision of your beauty grows,
As I knew the joyous young child,
I can now see a mature loving women,
Imagination fills the greatest gaps of time,
I perceive the happy times, the struggles, family,
Rewarding path of bringing the children to bloom,
Satisfaction at a job well done, life well lived fully,
I envy you my dear old friend…
easy…
easy…
Art and Words to settle my mind
