Bonnie Collins

Rookie - 17 Points (February 27 1947 / Middletown New York)

Stolen Moments - Poem by Bonnie Collins

Before you walk into my arms
I knew it would never be anymore
than what it is, or is not

When the door clicks my heart
follows your footspteps, leaving
me and going to the arms of another
who you have grown to only live with

Nightly I lie alone, you are not, nightly
I eat alone, you do not, but together the
harmony we create is worth only a stolen
moment inwhich we have grown to cherrish

Where oh where willl this ever end will
the parrells of our lives intertwine and
somehow capture the love we each know

Only a question that each of us do not
want to answer, a question that is not
going to affect my love for you

The door is gettng ready to click, you must
return to him, and I will await your return again
If there is no tomorrow for us, please know we
each have a lifetime of dreams that maybe were
not ment to be, but we have given each other
the ultimate happiness in each and every stolen moment...........

Comments about Stolen Moments by Bonnie Collins

  • (2/1/2009 3:08:00 PM)

    I love this one bonnie, from the beggining to the end, it is beautiful,
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  • James Mclain Is It Poetry (11/24/2008 8:21:00 PM)

    Truly wonderful to read a heck of a lot easier than writing...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 24, 2008

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