Presence Poem by Mary Jane Lacsamana
Presence
i look at that shinning moon, and
the sparkling stars
and I see you..
when the birds sing
and the church bell rings
i hear you..
when the wind brushes my face
and the baby seeks my embrace
i feel you..
Darling, All my senses
yearn and seek for thee..
Hoping when i wake up
i'll see you beside me.
i see..
hear, and
feel you...
but where are you?
gone...
Gone.
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4/25/2024 10:05:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent piece.10+