| MsSouthernOrchid's Poetry Place |
| Poetry by Mary |
| The walk up the hill seems longer today and it looks like a storm is headed this way. I suppose I should have waited, and came to visit on a sunnier day. Yet I am drawn to this place where you are, remembering your smile that even from afar, could make my heart burst with feeling, and could send all my senses reeling. As I opened the gate to enter inside, I thought about all the tears I had cried. Yet, my pain has dimmed over all these years, the eyes can cry only so many tears. I brought you some flowers today, wildflowers I picked along the way. In my mind I could almost sense you smile, knowing I came to visit awhile. As I put the flowers on your grave, I thought about the love you once gave, and again I knew that there would always be, a part of you that will forever be a part of me. |
| The Visit |
| Copyright 2001 MsSouthernOrchid |
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| 1977 |
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