Longing

Saying our goodbyes From the moment we first met How our lives go fast While I didn’t count You grew beyond my hand’s reach Just living does that We hold hands to sleep A howling wind topples trees We are dreaming still We live forever In memories and friendship You are always mine Every day … Continue reading “Longing”

Saying our goodbyes
From the moment we first met
How our lives go fast

While I didn’t count
You grew beyond my hand’s reach
Just living does that

We hold hands to sleep
A howling wind topples trees
We are dreaming still

We live forever
In memories and friendship
You are always mine

Every day my heart
Carves a path to memory
You come in again

 

Author: Janice

A creative. Lifelong Marylander. After many odd jobs of adolescence and college, have always worked as a writer and published essays, op-eds, articles, and poetry in national news media and small presses. Collection of poetry, "Saturday at the Gym", about boxing, aging, and motherhood; collection of artwork and poetry, "What Are Mothers For?" On the verge of an empty nest for the first time in 30 years, my question is: What am I for?