This blog is about my life as a mother and nanna and about my great family.
© Susan Christensen More By Susan Christensen
Published: October 2007
I'm so tired of this empty feeling.I'm so tired of being alone.I lay here staring at the ceiling,Waiting by the phone.I jump when the phone rings.It brings a smile to my face.When he hangs up my heart stings,And I sink back into my lonely place.I wish and I dreamThat we'll be together soon.I can't wait until we can look up hand in handAt the stars and at the moon.I yearn for his kissesHis touch - his embrace.I can't wait for ThursdaysWhen I get to see his face.I'm flooded with thoughts of himIn my heart, soul, and mind.I imagine his touch,So gentle and kind.I try not to weep.I hope he doesn't hear my cries,But I can't stop the tearsFalling from my eyes.I cry a thousand tearsAnd think - how much more can I take?But in my heart I know I'd wait a thousand yearsAll for love's sake.
Rather a sad peom Jo-Anne.
Margaret D.......Yes it is
My gosh...that is sad. Makes me want to find the fictitious person and get them pointed in another direction. xo
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