Not My Idea Of Living Poem by Holly Jamestone

I thought that you were smitten
And wanting to know more
To get inside my caring heart
And all we could explore

I thought we both were walking
On the same side of the street
Enduring life, escaping pain
And in the end we’d meet

I thought that our foundation
Would gel and bloom through trust
By sharing time and building hope
Where sharing was a must

I thought you were a friend to me
And I a friend to you
Both having been a caring ear
In all that we’d been through

I thought you were a beacon
Or a sweet light shining through
To intercept the woes of life
While I gave love to you

The things I thought were really not
The way it was at all
You walked away, I wandered home
You never broke my fall

I thought life would give back to me
What I am always giving
But being in your presence is
Not my idea of living

(10-6-2001)
©2012 All Rights Reserved