James McLain

Gold Star - 39,876 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Why, When The Sun - Poem by James McLain

Why, when the sun,
I would sing of my love to the sunlight,
and now as I watch you looking off I am to distant, but how?
Some else that came, did not look at your smile.
Thinking of you I look at the sun in the sky.
I have like you thought about blowing winds.
But however deep you may be, I am as she with the sea.
I can feel the warmth on my eyes on my face.
Stop for the moment come over the dune and you feel.
Once coming here often, came the sweet rain.
Sweeping over the shore,
and each dropp as it falls in my mouth tastes like what I miss.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

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