Christina Simmons

Gold Star - 6,793 Points (20/4/61 / St Lucia, Caribbean.)

Gifts - Poem by Christina Simmons

Sitting here alone by myself - allowing me to daydream
Could I be somewhere else? Can a lesson be learnt

Deserted from a mate
March made in heaven...Quietly I listen to the rain
Falling outside - hitting the ground
Dropping like crystals ON the rooftop

Sounding like tear drops coming from above -
I think angels/goddesses cry too
It's calming...soothing to my ears - My physical self
Making me all so relax inside: nourishment for my soul

I consider I don't need Anyone here At this moment in time
A companion....Giving me laughter...Joy
Human company I can honour - Feeling humorous
Worthy of sentiment and praise

Truly bless to have such gifts
Cherishing not condemning companionship
They're gifts from God! The universe!

Topic(s) of this poem: day of silence, universe

Form: Acrostic

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The words of this poem says it all. Came up with this short poem when I felt pretty desperate and lonely. Wanted so much to have a close mate whom I could converse with - other people to admire and they me.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 17, 2016

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