I should have liked to have been invited to my own party,
to have walked among you, my friends.
I invite you now to celebrate in my stead.
I should have liked to have been showered with a thousand kisses,
but I only dreamed of your lips.
Kiss now those golden shores to which you make your way.
I should have liked to have been bestowed with baskets of roses.
Still, the skies parted in my dream:
the world was born, everything coming up roses.
I should have liked to have received some thank you for being here,
nod of acknowledgement for love's
labor. I welcome you with joy. It matters not.
I should have liked for the message to have been received in time --
for it to have been my time, our
time just one time. For all time, I will share my love.
I should have liked to have given more and received more in kind.
I open my heart to receive
now this gift, divided, multiplied, blessed, broken.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...