A Note From Home
Winter is waning as I write today,
And the sun is a blazing fire.
The icy frost that covered the ground
This morning has long expired.
Tomorrow rain is predicted again,
And the temperature dip it will bring.
I'm finishing projects and thinking of you,
And letting my glad heart sing.
Two weeks ago there was snow everywhere!
And the world as WE knew it was gone!
All schools were closed. The roads were a mess.
And you, Love, would never come home.
An innermost sorrow pervaded this house.
A bittersweet aching prevailed.
I felt like my last chance at happiness left.
I'd lost you. I'd blown it. I'd failed.
I tried to ingore all the feelings inside.
I tried to pretend I felt fine.
But then you took charge like you usually do,
You should have stayed right here all the time.
With one short phone call you changed everything.
And now I am filled with a glow.
You say that you love me. Well, I love you too.
Come home, Sweetheart. I've missed you so!
Music: Can You Feel The Love Tonight
Author's Notes/Comments:
My Lord, how I miss you!!
Jessica,
God you had me choked up on this one. I could feel you missing him and the way you felt when you got that phone call. I was ready to jump out of my skin for you....LOL..
Such a beautiful piece you wrote. and your art works go so beautiful with your poems... You do such a great job matching them together.
Thank you for letting me read this.
Peace and Love
Judy
This is such a goid poem... I really like this one... the only trouble is, my incredibly slow browser takes ages to load up the music, and the pictures, and some it doesn't show at all... good poetry though, I've read some others, but this is one of the best... good job
Jon
What a lovely poem, expressing the power of linking in love so well. It is wonderful that such a small but important thing as renewing the contact, even over the telephone wires, can render a day joyful again.
Well written Jessica. Keep gracing us with your poetry.
F. Salphire
This is wonderful Jess! Just prior to reading this piece I read another of your works. The comment at the end was ~ If you read me you read my heart, or something to that effect. That statement is very evident here. I am sure that whomever is the receipiant of this Note From Home knows how very much they are loved and missed. Great job as usual. ~Lesa~
Hey, Jessica; this is very well done. It's harder to write rhyming poems effectively than most people think it is. Quite often the rhymes read in a very forced manner, which destroys the rhythm. This poem reads very smoothly from first line to last. Good job!! Pat yourself on the back for me. Also; thanks a lot for reading and complimenting two of my poems today. I needed that.
Dan
"There is no good writing, only good editing."
Jess, I love the poem, I love the ending lines.Oh My, how a short,unexpected but blessed phone call can change a life. Drive safely. Later,Joyce/Spanky
That one special person's presence or absence can mean sun or rain.I hope you didn't have to wait too long for your sun to come out.Your poem expressed your feelings in a way that I could almost feel.
Smile.. it is the cheapest facelift.