Healing-Hurts

It is as on the sand I write for you a poem But the sea comes in again to steal it Like a child I stand and wonder why this is That hope lives only to be washed away

Thursday, December 21, 2006

hesitation

It is for me that I long
to meet with you


That inspiration may harvest
from you richly . fruit

And to account for hesitation
confidence steps back

To lay humbly wondering now
what could have been

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