Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Please Be Thinking of Me


Repose and thyme strawberries
Dreams assemble reality
See that new born baby smile
Your voice is a fountain of song
The wind always sings of you
Crystal rainbows circle the moon

Bitterness leaves like melting snow
Streams of joy start to flow
Time brings a time of healing
Open the windows and let life in
I have been alone much to long
The touch of her hand thrills me

Radiant morning shines forever
Some days certainly are special
Giving leads to havens of God
Awakened roses bless the universe
Trust is a doorway to true love
I hope she is thinking of me

Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

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