You'Ve Got Mail Poem by Cat Hodgson

A heartsick Boy,
A lonely girl

Meet in a space,
Where neither can touch

But with words,
Express what they need

From something worn
A flower is born

The secrets they bare
The life cruelties they share

They touch with the words,
They tap out on keys

It opens a door,
Like a summer breeze

For a companionship,
Neither has possessed.

They only dreamed to see each other
To share this love one for another!



Psalm 88: 18...Song of Solomon 5: 16
Cathy Hodgson © 2008