Thursday, January 15, 2015

Messsage In A Bottle



There isn't an hour without you in it.
I mend the boats, test them. . .
. . .and all the while the memories come in Like the tide.
I thought today of when we were young. . .
. . .and you Left our world for a bigger world.
I was a lot more scared than I would admit.
I fought my fear. . .
. . .by telling myself you'd come back someday. . .
. . .and trying to think of the first thing I'd say when I saw you again.
I must have tried out possibilities.
What did I finally say?
Not much.
My mouth wouldn’t work, except to kiss you.
When you said, 'I'm here to stay' . . .
. . .that said it all.
Well, I'm doing it again.
I keep imagining what I'd say to you if somehow you came back.

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