O.S. Brooks

Rookie (02-29-1980 / Pennsylvania)

Trinity South - Poem by O.S. Brooks

I miss you more than words can express
I will not try
My soul is a mess
I'll simple fold my excitement into a little square
and wait to see your smiling face again
I am a lost ship without you
The night is hard to call a night at all
without the gentle purity within your eyes
without the song of your embrace
I wonder what tomorrow brings
Cause nothing else is real to me
as mornings when you wake with joy
full with life my morning spring
So, I
sadened by this space apart
look for ways to fill my heart
In hope that we will laugh again
While learning life will somehow end
In time as we all fade with doubt
I pray, we learn what life's about
I miss you more than words tonight
That soft hello
That warm delight
I have
as always missed you dear
Goodnight my love
Sweet dreams from here

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 6, 2009

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