Wondering

For one so special,
to have been loved so little.
It makes a wall of granite,
seem as soft as snow.

Thoughts of her smile,
and sorrow in my heart.
Makes us two of a kind,
yet many miles apart.

She knows my thoughts,
and wonders the intent.
Friendship is what I seek,
knowing her is what I meant.

I anticipate her caring words,
for her eyes warm my heart.
Time is but a wasted treasure,
spending it apart.

Fear of the simple things,
kind words or a gentle touch.
Who could possibly know,
this would mean so much.

my never ending affection,
I know she sees and wants to care.
While she thinks and tries to decide,
I’ll patiently be waiting there.

When all is said and done,
and our lives are in the past.
Will we still be standing alone,
Or holding hands at last.


Written by Brian C.

Good Brian,sounds familiar.

good poem,good writing...

we'll be watching you new bee

look for up comming poetry contests

glad ya'll like, hopefully when you read them, you feel as I was when I
wrote the words down on paper.....

*SENSES JEALOUSY*

Beautifully spoken words, Brian!

spay...HUH??? ???

Brian
Very Nice

Glad ya'll like my poems

Once again...
I feel the fear written here...
simple things in life....
great writing...

want to know who I wrote these poems for....... she is on here right
now.....here id is want2ctheworld tell her what I am feeling, she
does not seem to know @)~~~~ brian

Again Brian,this is good work,perhaps if you emailed her,telling her of
this dedication,she may reply?

or get a friend to email her