The Sixth Day Poem by Sharon 333

The Sixth Day



Day six, in a fix
in the dark, spinning 'round
candle burned out, no direction found
holding on with all my might
radar love flying through the night
signal streaming in from above
will it find his heart, will he recognize my touch
he must know I'm lost without him here
and that I love him oh so much

Sharon333
2008

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