Wishful Thinking Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Wishful Thinking



Sometimes, when I'm extremely tired, I
sit down and relax in my chair. I'll close
my eyes for just a moment, then in no
time, I picture you there. Of course it's
wishful thinking, as that's where I want
you to be. Not just a figment of my
imagination, but sitting there, right next
to me. So very often, I think of you. I see
your face, as clear as day. Wherever I go
and whatever I do, you're never that far
away. Your passing, was the most
devastating thing, that ever happened in
my life. At that very moment, everything
changed. I was filled, with a lot of stress
and strife. Time hasn't helped my wounds.
I doubt if it ever will. You'll always be with
me, everyday of my life. My heart, will
never, be still!

Saturday, October 4, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sometimes,wounds
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Audrey Heller

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Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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