Footsteps walking
in my garden
in the rustling of
the leaves
Soft reflections
loosely woven
something blowing
in the breeze.
Vivid whispers in
the evening
shadows stealing
from the day
Was it my imagination
or your presence on
display?
When our mind is lost in the memories of someone dear, we feel that he/ she is standing before us.... something of an optical illusion! A beautiful poem, Heather! Enjoyed its simple beauty!
When our mind is lost in the memories of someone dear, we feel that he/ she is standing before us.... something of an optical illusion! A beautiful poem, Heather! Enjoyed its simple beauty!
Simply loved it what touches heart. Listening whispers of beloved....... wonderful.
Wow what a beautiful imagery woven here in this wonderful write! I loved it.
your words whisper in heart heather. as always a wonderful piece. :)
So soft are your memories that is can not be real. A path between your mind and your heart!
A rare display of feelings....intervened with imagery. Heather I take U my teachers as u always inspire me with poetic words. Simple superb!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, I think loved ones will always be there watching over us.