You asked me at the airport If I wanted you to wait with me.. You knew I had a long wait.. and I thought to myself .. Yes!! Yes!! but I said no.. Knowing your guilt needed to go.. back home to your family where you belonged.. back to where your heart was to right whatever went wrong.. I took bags from your car... I quickly walked away.. I didn't want you to see my eyes.. and how you broke my heart that day.. Once inside the airport.. I pushed back my tears.. Again the strong independent one.. As always throughout the years.. I sat to the side watched the time go by.. Praying, hoping, in my mind.. That you would run in to say good bye.. To tell me it was all a mistake.. that you couldn't let me go.. without one more kiss.. and that although we could never be together.. my love you would miss.. But it never happened.. I remained alone.. Crying in my heart.. as you drove back home. To your life Where you belong.. Wondering why.. You couldn't say good bye..
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Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)
Reviewed on September 29, 2003
This is why I always associate the airport with sadness. Erica, This is such a lovely, sad, and deeply feeling piece of writing that it moved me to tears. Only the third time since I have been on the den and I have already read several hundreds of writings. Wow, I really felt your pain here! Thank you.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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Joni
Lady Peg
a strong, emotive write--well done
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :(