Poetry: An Evening Poem
a long time a silent world full of sweet memories why wait, world, for something always new always unique when what is here is enough? I wonder if I can write like this pulling each word across the screen sliding along pressing down while inside I morn a night without him that is what she faces time apart to deal with pain please Lord, bless them to feel near despite the distance to feel each others love despite the world of chaos please Lord be with her
Author’s note: I cannot actually remember writing this poem. Yet there is a longing to this poem that is very familiar.