Saturday, November 25, 2017

Jan's Poem

PARTING

Paper memories
black and white ghosts
frozen moments
from the past
fading images
pale reflections
haunt me, torment me
your smiling face
I hold so dear
fading away

lines on paper
like butterfly wings
dance and skip
across the linen
threads of emotions
your soft voice
in the fading ink
haunts me, torments me
words so dear
fading away

How could I have known
it wouldn't last

Janice Kuykendall



No comments:

Post a Comment

Jan's Poem

ODE TO NANCY I look to you My sister For love and acceptance Others will judge me fault me for my ignorance They cannot see...