Monday, March 28, 2011

New poem from new poem book "Ticking Clock"

When I go
I t all comes down to when I go
I hear my heart beat very slow
Some days I forget and I start to fret
Thinking that you’re coming home
Dinner isn’t done and oh, no my bed isn’t’ made
And then I get a feeling
It isn’t very appealing
My bones start to ache
And I feel my heart break
I’ll tell you something
It’s been a blast
My life went by so fast
Most days I don’t remember
Faces, distant places, memories of long ago
In mostly my dreams I feel young
I’m with you and you’re with me
Our hearts beating wildly
I know even though we’re apart
I can tell you we’re still hand in hand
And heart to heart, loving each other
Almost back to the start
In a glimpse I can see
 The toil and tragedy
The love and pain
Of the life I lived so pleasantly
It was a gift, not a moment wasted
I’m gratefully exhausted
I seek comfort in my bed
The warms sheets around my aching feet
The comforter surrounds me
And I shape the pillow in the form of you
I forget my train of thought
I know I was in love
It seems like a dream
A dream so long ago
I’ll tell you something
It’s been a blast
My life went by so fast
Most days I don’t remember
Faces, distant places memories of long ago

 -Janie


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