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A February Day

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Member Caelestus
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Listening to every heart

0 posted 06-28-99 02:13 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Morn came on quickly with
the twinkling of soft chimes
he had set in the trees, just for her.

A sunny day, it appeared, after
days and days of cloudy skies;
she knew he loved her, of that she was sure.

She listened, quietly, to the soft chime
and thought of him, so complex,
so without reason or rhyme.

She knew she would try to
temper her thoughts
and not be the shrew

He sometimes thought her to be.
She wanted his love, but
queried, “who is ‘me?’”

And she thought, pensively, that
he took the time
to hang the chimes.

Not that he wanted to stifle her thoughts;
Not that he didn’t love her true;
Not that he thought he did anything wrong

But she knew.

She knew him, inside and out
his fears, his jealousies, and insecurities too
and kept wondering, what to do?

Many years of sacrifice, just
to get to know the man
and daily she wondered

“Does he even know who I am?”

But she thought to herself
he took the dear time
to hang the sparkling chimes.

So this February day, knowing there
Would be future days with him
she sighed, and got out of bed,

Knowing that the chimes
Would be consistent with the times.
Forever and always.

© Copyright 1999 Karilea Rilling - All Rights Reserved
since 05-24-99
Posts 124
Hamilton, Ont. Canada

1 posted 06-28-99 07:20 PM       View Profile for Wolfgang   Email Wolfgang   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Wolfgang's Home Page   View IP for Wolfgang

This is a well done piece of poetry, worthy of some thought.
But do any of realy and truly ever know all about the one(s) we love?
Sometimes we think we do just to be disappointed later.
Did you ever say?: I thought I knew him (her) better then that.

(All this babbling is with regard to the line,"she knew him inside and out")
since 06-15-99
Posts 325

2 posted 06-29-99 05:15 PM       View Profile for Genea   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Genea

Great poem to read on a 90 degree day! :-)
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since 08-31-99
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Oregon, Originally From Alaska

3 posted 10-29-2005 01:22 AM       View Profile for Justbleu   Email Justbleu   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Justbleu's Home Page   View IP for Justbleu

One of my dearest friends and I both share the love of windchimes.  Whenever I hear them I will alwayz think of him.  The one person I think I will alwayz know inside and out!!!!  Sunshiny one this one very much touched!!!!


"Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again.  To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." A. Brink

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