"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Saturday, January 28, 2012

Missing ~ A Splendid Poem by My Daughter Vicky

Missing

Would it hurt the suns feelings to know it's warmth doesn't reach my life 
Would the moom cry if she knew her moonlight was wasted on me 
The brilliance of the stars goes unnoticed and the wind no longer travels through my hair 
No sand in my toes or salt on my skin 
Does music miss making me move and dance 
Does the hand I should be holding know what it's missing 
Is the heart mine should be connected to waiting for me 
Is it still there...my minds eye cannot see it anymore 
I miss the warmth of the sun and feelings the moonlight brings 
I miss the stars and the sea and the salt and the breeze 
Is it possible they could ever miss me

(c)

Vicky Biorseth: Poem and Photo




Vicky Biorseth

3 comments:

scrambledhenfruit said...

Your daughter is very talented! I enjoyed reading some of her other poetry on the site as well. :)

brandi said...

~oh but her light is never waisted on thee...such a touching poem my dear friend...thank you for sharing your daughters words...much love light and blessings~

booguloo said...

Best of both worlds..Talent and beauty. I have a daughter in the Corp.

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