Poetess Poem by Ray Hansell

I want to find the lady
Who writes those lovely words
I want to speak with her
Her voice must be heard

For now she is just words
So neatly arranged
She has no idea
The way she's made me change

I often think about her
Wonder what she's doing
Is she there by herself
Or, is there someone she's wooing

Could there be a gentleman
Right there by her side
Or is she all alone
Under the covers trying to hide

Hiding from the loneliness
That we all know to well
Living a life of emptiness
That echo's like a well

I know you're out there somewhere
Hoping one day I'll find
This very talented woman
Who's poems stay on my mind


11-27-18/RjH