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A Poem for my Melissa


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THE FIRST MORNING

 

Melissa, here I am, in our spot,

On my first morning without you,

Melissa, the morning has broken,

The sun is rising,

Shimmering light through the trees,

Shining through the mist,

Moving it along, as if alive,

Revealing the ocean in all it’s grandeur,

The wild flowers are still opening up,

A little girl, with tear filled eyes,

Her upturned face aglow,

A woman with tear filled eyes,

Her downward face aglow,

Said, “Melissa it wasn’t time for you to go”,

My eyes are searching for you,

My ears are listening for you,

My arms reaching out for you,

My heart aching without you,

My mind reflecting on our love,

You were the wisest of wise,

In my mind, no suspicions ever arose,

I believed in you devoutly,

Now, it feels there is a dagger in my heart,

I can barely keep it from falling apart.

A tree with no fruit, a bird with no feathers,

A desert barren and dry.

Oh God, carry me now for I can not.

 

December 26, 2003

 

© Carol Ann

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