I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .
Sometimes it takes so little
and yet so much,
to say all that you wish to say,
but words remain silent.
How often I’ve wanted to,
tell you how I feel
and still I’ve only thought it in my mind -
sands in the hour glass running out of time.
She was left to wonder,
the day he went away forever,
could it be that it was really over -
that this was his final curtain call.
Do rivers really run so deep,
that one cannot ford them,
from this shore to the world beyond -
standing helpless to wave good-bye.
Can it be that now you can fly,
so much higher than any mountain top,
soar over the skies -
to reach the golden sun above.
How can it be at that final moment,
that words no longer matter,
that thoughts and looks speak volumes -
only a last kiss that lingers on.
Can it be that you’ve strayed so far,
that no one can reach you any more,
just leave one last promise -
to watch over me.
In dreams we can still dance,
that one final time,
that was left behind -
on the day your heart was stilled.
I know in my soul,
that you’ve always been so much more,
than I could ever strive to be
and loved more than I could hope to be loved.
Through the years you never failed me,
that was how it was meant to be,
always stayed beside me -
until that final moment in time.
I could say that the clock,
stopped that day,
but time never takes a holiday
and life does go on.
Now that I know you’re beyond the stars,
perhaps you’ll sing me some lullabies,
in my dreams -
whenever I think of wonderful you.
And when my days,
start becoming so few that I can count them,
I won’t have any fear -
because I know you’re waiting for me.
© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee