Dancing Whispers,
Looking through a looking glass now and then,
I see a flourishing green acreage, we once called home.
With children playing yard games to the yellow yard light
And fireflies blinking lights in clear glass mason jars never to roam.
Playing hide and seek and Red Rover-Red Rover.
Those are the times I’D LIKE TO LIVE OVER…
A brand-new prefab home sits there instead.
The house in ruins torn down not even a single bed…
No place to lay my weary head.
there’s no revolving door anymore, no treasure kept within from before
It’s just you’ve been gone so long, and, in this life, we carry on.
I tarry not here too long, missing you all, how I do.
But these thoughts fill up my head. So, I write them down instead.
Hoping they dance Telepathically to you…
But carry on I will’ I look for you on a merry lush green hill
Skipping along on a clearly marked gravel trail,
I’m staring into the brightest tangerine sun
Praying on bended knee, you can see me this day.
That you may know my love is here always to stay.
Looking Heavenly beyond the misty white billowing clouds
That form images of yesteryears… Visions dancing,
Like the way we played music upon the flowered deck and danced…
These memories will always last. Looking through this looking glass.
It’s been too long since you’ve been gone.
You are always in my heart, my spirit, my soul…
Where I can feel your glowing warmth!
On this frigid winter’s night, I curl up with my favorite afghan from you
listening to the tune of your whispers dancing in the sweet melody of the night!
© Eva Marie Cagley
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