Shelley Jones


He Is Here - Poem by Shelley Jones

I close my eyes
And think of him.
I open my eyes;
He is standing there
As always, in my mind.

One night
I thought I saw him.
On opening the door
To the garden,
There he was.

He is not here,
But I feel him
Ever so near;
His breath on mine,
Our touch, so divine...

I close my eyes
And think of him.
I open my eyes;
He is near,
He is here..I feel...


Comments about He Is Here by Shelley Jones

  • Valerie Dohren (8/17/2012 9:50:00 AM)


    Lovely poem, very good write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 8, 2012


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