A Poem for Kim
Your hair falls gently,
strand by strand from my hand
like leaves softly falling from
The fragrance of it wafts to my nose
like the scent of a spring breeze
bringing hope of new life.
Your hands, soft and etched with
character, gently caress my own.
I would hold them forever if only
you would ask.
Tears soak into my shirt
as you cry for memories old and new.
I hold you tight and drink you in.
Someday I will not let go.
You allow me to look at you
as you sit next to me.
I find such beauty there.
If only you could see yourself
through my eyes.
I wrote this for a friend of mine some years ago. I don’t think she ever really knew how much I loved her. I do miss her so much, but life has other plans.