Seasons Poem by Angela Colburne

Seasons passing, moving on....
Things go fast, soon to be gone.
What is right?
What is true?
I so want to be close to you.
To see what I've missed
To feel the warmth I think will come with your kiss.
Warmth that spreads out from my very core,
Like nothing I've ever felt before.
I've never KNOWN anyone like you.
Feelings come, they are so new.
What is right?
What is true?
Wishing I could be with you.

Angela Colburne