This poem inspired within my heart the longing and lonliness it was written about.

It is truly a masterpiece of poetic literature.

always amazed

Good morning darlin' how you be this wonderful morning?

doing great and you sweetie

To the Season of Spring... Rebirth,New Growth.

Unwanted gifts
Still brightly wrapped
In store bought hope
Adorned in fresh anticipations
Placed upon dark shelves
To lay beside broken dreams
Doomed to gather dust
In the company of
Lost loves never quite
Forgotten yet never
Fully realized or brought to
Fruition …

Fingers regretfully linger on
Bright bows soon to fade and
Fall limp in the dark confinement
Of cold storage
Unappreciated
Never to be admired
Shiny bright promise dimming
As doors quietly shut
On echoes of a season passed
With nothing more than
A brief recognition as
Another season looms
On the horizon …


feb 2 2009

Excellent write