Our day begins with a mighty cold
Making bones feel brittle and old
Starting dark and less of light
As it goes on, it's a more lasting bright
As the day moves on, the cold does calm
And you can catch the moisture in your palm
And suddenly our day does bring
The choir's angels as they do sing
Around mid day and moving on
We sit under a higher sun
Waves are patting on the sand
The lighter wheels take to the land
As the evening rolls around
The sun sinks closer to the ground
Having sung the day so long
The choir sings thier final song
As the night makes its presense known
The lighter wheels travel home
As our day nears and end
Suddenly it's cold again.
If you deeply into this poem it can be a metaphor for several diffrent things:
A relationship, begining than ending
A life, begining than ending
A short lived visit from a lover
A day, begining and ending
All of theses and probally more can be found in these. The meanings above are the ones I have related to me and our relationship. I love you
Your baby girl
KCK
Hey hun. Wonderful poem. It all depends on who you are and how you look at it, for what you will take from this poem. At first glance, and little thought, it's about a day, from one night to another. But it can be so much more. It kind-of reminds me of when you came to visit. Here for a little while, then gone. And of course the happy feeling that came with your presence. Could also be looked at as a relationship, starting and ending. Any way you look at it, it's a beautiful poem.
Forever and always,
~Me~
I looked deeper and could not see what you are driving at. Sorry.
Ken
My Secret River
My gosh Clay, it's a wonder that I can even wrtie! You always write with such feeling that it amazes me, as a reader and an author. I love you
Case