Singing Out

This is the second 2012 Birthday Poem.


Singing Out

Windows westward facing are my solitary light
           while I wait for you

Your coming home is my celebration
           calling out to each other in pet names
a better fanfare than kings could dream

Simple moments drawn close and warm
           are a feast for effortless hearts

Your hand and mine
           find each other
with a natural practiced ease

Your journey becomes mine
           our time becomes one

Even if I believe that the stars may be out
for their very final shine
           I am in heaven

Reacquainting myself with your warmth    
           and the way it fits so perfectly

Into my heart




July 2012