Your Words Poem by Christine A Kysely

Your words
Embrace me
Like the lingering mists
Which hang along
The creek bottoms
Where thoughts
Run strong and true.

I wait for them
Like I wait For the golden hour
When the sun Illuminates everything
And makes even the most mundane
Beautiful.


I long for them
Like a forgotten memory
That feels like it was yesterday
And though forgotten
Lives within me
Waiting to be
Revealed.

I treasure them
Like a prized possession
A once in a lifetime Gift
Which cannot be replaced
Whose impact
Cannot be erased.

(May 19, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved