My arms reached out to you this morning;
As I woke up from a dream-filled sleep,
Only to find a tear stained pillow,
And again I began to weep.
Wishing I'd had more time
To express just how I feel
To know if I was not just dreaming,
Or to know if you're truly real.
For all I have are the memories
That now flood through my mind
Each touch from you, so tender
Each word from you, so kind.
If I didn't have your picture,
I wouldn't think that you were
real
Holding it to my bosom
Where I wish you were, here
still.
You were so easy to talk to
As I gazed into your dreamy
brown eyes
We had walked and talked for
hours
Unfolding our past and sharing
our lives.
I was like a hiding little Hermit
crab
But you drew me from my shell;
With my hand clasped in your
hand
We walked the beach; the rain
fell.
It was gentle to my face
As your words were to my ears
We only shared four illuminous
days together
These memories; now, my souvenirs.
The time passed so quickly
And I yearned for you to stay
Tempted to leave and go with
you;
Sorry now, I let you drive away.
I pray our time together
Was not just a passing dream
And you leaving me behind,
Is not as it may seem.
Your presence now still lingers
In my ever wondering mind.
Will we have a tomorrow together,
Or are memories all I'll find?
So now I hold this pillow,
As I held you close before
With thoughts of you returning
And knocking on my door.
But if this was just for a moment
That I was blessed by the smile
on your face,
I'll remember and cherish it
for a lifetime
As I will, your kiss and warm
embrace.
Copyright © 2004 Sydell R. Linsicombe
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