Love Poem by James Hart

Love



Then, love was in the anxious heart
Waiting for your plane to appear
On the screen in the airport and
You to pass through customs.

Now, love is in the relieved sigh
When you arrive back from work
From driving through the lanes
Of rural Essex, tired but content.


©2009
James Hart

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James Hart

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Grappenhall, Cheshire
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