Poetry From The Heart:
Song birds sing melodies like a music box playing
as darkness displays lightening bug flickers from afar.
The humid air stifles even bats circling lights;
mosquitoes nibble my legs and face causing welts.
It’s too dark in the distance to recognize familiarity,
strain to find my way to feed the animals in the barn.
His love keeps my thoughts together as I stroll in the heat;
warm kisses linger on my lips as I remember them.
Our hearts would beat in a fashion only we knew
as we clung to share our last moments together.
It was a night of short and intense times
as clock hands inched away our precious minutes.
Love teaches people to accept conditions in life
to wait a return to have intimate moments to share.
They tuck their unforgettable memories in their hearts
as tingles run up and down their spines leaving pain.
They’ll renew their pasts daily to keep a spark lit,
wait a return of their love to bring them fulfillment.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the sole writer of this poem.