anne seite


The Way I Read Your Map - Poem by anne seite

I smooth out the familiar parchment of your life - gently - with the flat of my hand,
and run my finger along bridle-paths, looking like dried riverbeds etched in sand.

All the valleys, glens and the hills that I follow, are now so well-known to my touch,
I will never get lost, nor miss the signs that lead to the places I love so much.

Down each lane I can travel, draw my hand through downs, caress smooth, undulating plains.
Then move through sheltered places, rest a while, enjoy the peace of mind my life then gains.

For no matter the paths my fingers trace, nor if I wander from the beaten track,
I'll not fail to find the highest point on your map, nor forget which roads lead me back.

Topic(s) of this poem: emotions

Form: Light Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

How I feel about you

Comments about The Way I Read Your Map by anne seite

  • (2/4/2016 5:02:00 PM)


    Thanks for your added comment Tessa. Anne S. (Report) Reply

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  • Tessa Roods (2/4/2016 11:45:00 AM)


    I love it! I can relate easily. (Report) Reply

    (2/19/2018 9:46:00 AM)

    I have neglected this site recently. Thanks for reading, glad you could relate to it.

    (2/19/2018 9:43:00 AM)

    Sorry for the delay I have neglected this site for a while. Thank you for reading and relating.

  • Tessa Roods (1/29/2016 11:27:00 AM)


    Good read! Good Job (Report) Reply

    (2/19/2018 9:50:00 AM)

    Better late than never, thank you for reading this, and for, your kind comments

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2016

Poem Edited: Friday, January 29, 2016


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