~ When Love Can't Be Missed ~

The wind is still, I hear my mind
I miss you in each falling leaf
I watch them twirl, then spin at will
I miss you when
I look upon horizon's hill

My thoughts alone I gather yet
Fragmented muse, I shall not fret
But miss you, with each rising breath
My heart's askew what shall I do
But miss you lest

Together, we shall truly be
Just as 'twas always meant
For, only when love can't be missed
Shall aching hearts be truly spent
And there alone, may rest, content

~*~

Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au

We shall know everlasting love
we shall hear the angels
we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds
Anton Chekhov

 

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