When you were here my love the sun rose above casting shadows on only those places that needed shade The birds came out of their hiding places to call their song of happiness When you were here my love there was more time in the hour but the hour gone quickly Trees swayed and grass as green as the Norfolk pine Even road signs blasted their saturation more vividly When you were here my love the streets were filled with your voice and the neighbors lingered longer to hear it.
–Originally written for a friend who left a mark and memory upon my soul and surroundings. Also represents to all of us those other friends, lovers, and brothers who’ve come into view, stayed for the snapshot, and left while the lens was still warm. Who do you have in mind?
I love the idea of a Sunday sonnet, Jenifer. This one is extra beautiful. Who do I have in mind? Now that would be telling, wouldn’t it?
Do tell! : )