(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Morning...Night...And In Between - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
I think of you in the peace
solitude and stillness of the early a.m., for
you are tranquility.
I think of you on an ocean's front,
for you are the roar of the waves,
the power of the sea, and the salt in the air.
I think of you amidst a crowd
and the chorus of city sounds
...for that is my song, and you are the music.
You are my first thought of each new day,
and the last image I glimpse, as my eyes are
closed upon a feathered pillow.
In that secret place called sleep, it is you that
I search for, through shades of darkness and
clouds of cotton.
When do I think of you? Every moment
of my life. And, when the final sleep does come
and if there is thought...
it will be of you.
© Joe Fazio
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