sunday morning sunshine
cereal and green grass
blue bike on the front lawn
i sit and wait for you
i bide my time
i count the seconds
i wait for your return
laundry on the floor
dishes to do
newspaper calling
but all i want is you.
i wait alone
in a room full
of people.
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3 comments:
sigh ... wonderful
i think every month should be poetry month...
You carried this one off very nicely. I like the juxtaposition of the stanzas -- just the right images, common voice, parallel structure, and repetition. The last stanza is really fine!
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