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Open Poetry #35

1955

timothysangel1973

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since 2001-12-03

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Never close enough

0 posted 2005-04-27 12:12 PM

I often compared him to the tides,
that come in every day at four
I never knew what would happen,
when he came through my door.

As predictable as the sunset,
I knew to tread softly near his heart
For the past was still the present,
he couldnt tell them apart.

January was pretty bad that year,
El Nino brought in the rain
We had to realize the obvious,
and that was to swallow the pain.

I lived my life on the Widow's Walk
watching for my man
Something would bring him back,
I refused to lose him again.

I planted the flowers like always,
in a row, the way he liked
I watered and pampered them more that year,
'cause I knew that things weren't right.

September came and with it brought,
reality and submission
He was no longer on his way home
just me in the window wishin'

That was the winter of '55
been almost 50 years
Fifty years I've been waiting on him,
To remember
That I'm here

©Tima Chavis Cooke 2005

Choose to live, and love and all the in betweens. Dry your eyes, and shelter your heart and let the pendulum swing.

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