Catherine Fagalde

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I have worked with words all my life, whether it be spoken or written. A childhood in England, turned into adulthood in southern Africa. I viewed much of the world from the deck of the QE2 as I spoke about my experiences, and I spent hours writing about my loves and my life while seated behind the glass and steel of a Miami condo. I am now living in France and am surrounded by beauty and can review my life, mourn my losses and cherish both family and friends.)

The Best Poem Of Catherine Fagalde

We Know That You Are There

While standing in a gateway looking at this lovely farm
I feel the sunshine warm my face, the breezes brush my arm
I look up to the mountains where the grasses grow so fair
At first I cannot see you, but I know that you are there.

A sheepdog runs up to me, puts his nose into my palm
I rub his ears and pat his coat, he doesn't mean me harm.
But it's not me he's looking for, for me he doesn't care,
He lifts his head and sniffs the wind, he knows that you are there.

The river trickles over stones and fills the pools so deep
Maybe the trout are hiding there, so still, are they asleep?
A shadow passes overhead, it gives the fish a scare,
They know that you're not far away, they know that you are there.

The wind that moves the willow trees, and causes leaves to fly
Can whirl the dust into the air and send clouds scudding by.
At times the clouds will hide the sun, sometimes we will despair
But we know that the clouds will pass, and we know you'll be there.

We may not hear the voice we love, or see your face so dear
But if we look around us, then we'll know that you are near
For you are part of all our lives, and you know that we care
We do not have to say goodbye, we know that you are there.

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