Open Poetry #1 |
A February Day |
Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
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. |
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Wolfgang Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 124Hamilton, Ont. Canada |
Sunshine. 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") |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
Great poem to read on a 90 degree day! :-) |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
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!!!! Bridgette "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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