The Waiting.... Poem by Marshall E Gass

Where have you gone today,
my only love?
the weather weeps its tears
and wears a dull grey overcoat
waiting to bring a deluge
of floods into my already
chill autumn of the just vanishing
warmth of your sunshine.

I check my phone every few minutes
but you have not opened the windows
to let the best rays of your sunshine
silence my searching with you presence.

I will wait here
watching through the mist
of the stained glass emotion
of your absence
until you send me a signal
that we are still connected
soulmates.

Author Notes

Did I just write those lines? I'm still at the window waiting for the window cleaner to bring the snow down upon my watching!
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