Wild Flowers Poem by Shirley Harrison

I cannot bring you back



from death my love



even though my dreams



are haunted by your very vision



painting you onto my canvas



is all I can do





awakening my soul each day



body shaking



mind so tired of your absence





alas…



dreams of you



dreams filled with colour and hope



we can no longer physically touch

yet, I feel your warmth



and I wonder if someday



we will reunite?



in this…



my beautiful painting of



wild flowers.