I find it difficult to navigate
a way out of the blues
waiting to hear
wanting to know
feeling a presence
unwilling to show.
Times like these might I rather
pretend away
imagine a day
when our lives might meet
in some symbolic greet
on a brisk winter morning
the frost icing our cheek.
I might reach out with a fingertip
perhaps take a chance with a kiss
we could then
melt away our fears
brush away her tears
so maybe my own
less a reminder
more live inside the love
we might have known.
©️Scott F Savage 2019
5 thoughts on “When Standing Alone”
glitzyritzymommy
So Beautiful!! 🙂
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a quiet man
I am happy it resonates ☺️
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glitzyritzymommy
It sure does, you can feel the beauty in the words! 🙂 your a great poet
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Antony H.
fantastic!
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a quiet man
Thank you so much
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