STANLEY PACION

Rookie - 4 Points (Chicago, Illinois USA)

Hearts On Fire! Lunch At Panera - Poem by STANLEY PACION

The streets are joyous, full of fun.
I hear laughter wherever I go.

I could not ask for more.
I walk to the door of our home,
Then, before I enter,
I picture you and hear your warm, ‘Hello! '

With racing mind and energetic flesh -
I can not believe it, the joy!
I burn intensely! Are hearts on fire?
Something here inside can not be denied.

You want to stay, to be my friend.

When we sit down for sandwiches,
And our simple glass of water
With two washed apples for desert,
We note that future ages will write,
Record that our table talk promised splendor;
More and more we began to feel,
Could it be, had we fallen to the happy destiny,
Were words at lunchtime meant for immortality?

Everything we do dissolves the difference,
We loose distinction between yours and mine.

I see out the window,
A bright light illuminates the scene.
I need no coin for the wishing well.
My goal is close at hand.

I have never witnessed
Such contentment on a woman's face.
.
The web radio forecasts sunny days.
Now I learn the poet's proclamation,
The meaning of new morning.
I, though unworthy and lost, I have grace,
Sufficient that I may delight in weakness,
Know triumph from hardship and failure,
That when I am weak, then I am strong,
And despite my want, lack of proper schooling,
The Lord grants me righteousness,
And a ready reference to the vocabulary of redemption.
I am reborn,
The bounty of your great love has saved me.

No matter the physical distance between us,
A part of you always stays with me.

I take you in my arms and hold you,
As I hold you in this verse of mine.
So let me take you in my arms and tell you
How much I have missed you,
I miss you so very much since we have been apart.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013



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