Here, the morning sun turns off each star
miles away from where you are.
And a gentle rain falls softly down
covering a quiet, slumbering town.
But soon the people, without a doubt,
will awaken and begin to scurry about
in trucks and trains and a million cars;
it makes me wish to be where you are.
There, somewhere so very far away
from the countless things I face each day,
I could turn and just for a minute,
find the place with your smile in it.
But I can’t reach so far away
and I’m hoping soon to find that day.
And though I’m sure that I would love it,
for now I'm content just dreaming of it.
A wistful poem with beautiful thoughts. Yes, we certainly do wake up and scurry around like ants. I often wonder where all those people are going in such a hurry.
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
Ron