Just Be Still Poem by Dawn McNamara McNamara

Did you miss the tear I almost cried last night?

Or the the I tried to shed the night before?

Did you see that I waited for you to pass by?

My, how the years have seemed to fly.

Sometimes I count and record the moments in your sight.

Then I prayed a thousand prayers last night.

One sight, one clue.

That you feel the way I do.

'Yes, dear one..I saw it all..

The touch, the glance, your writings on the wall.

I heard your prayer.

And answer it I will.

In every touch, or glance....just be still.'