of woman and child

 

 

i see her face a thousand times a day

and it soothes,  and like a flood

the memories rush back and takes over the forgotten

a heart that is too fragile,  a mind that sets idle

emotion and passion,  need and want breaks through the worn bandages

and there,  i see her face in some welcomed saving way

//

as i drive up the drive and open that door that is my home

//

a touch of her hand on my arm,   her head on my shoulder

and all that complicated the day,  slowly drains away

my daughters laughter draws me into her world

and the world outside this window passes by

yet what the world makes you think matters doesn’t exist

all within this bliss, waking her up to a good morning kiss

//

i see her face a thousand times a day

and it soothes,  and like a flood

the memories rush back and takes over the forgotten

a heart that is too fragile,  a mind that sets idle

emotion and passion,  need and want breaks through the worn bandages

and there,  i see her face in some welcomed saving way

//

i wanted to save you when london bridge fell down

but thy feet were stuck, pressed upon here on the ground, and  i couldn’t stop the dreams edge from collapsing in

the shapes of thoughts that formed her,  the city and all that dwelled within

all the shapes of the thoughts formed – flashes in, flashes out

i wanted to save you when london bridge fell down

but when the enterprise took over,  the white noise filled these ears

//

as i drive up the drive and open that door that is my home

//

i see her face a thousand times a day

and it soothes,  and like a flood

the memories rush back and takes over the forgotten

a heart that is too fragile,  a mind that sets idle

emotion and passion,  need and want breaks through the worn bandages

and there,  i see her face in some welcomed saving way

//

the street lamps shone in the dusk evening sky

a late winters snow covered lightly on the sidewalks below

and as she held my arm,  the crunch of the snow

found the rhythm of matching footsteps

closer and closer we came to the icy steps of the front door, and  once inside

the fireplace flames flickered and found the dancing shadows of a love entwined

//

the words i write,  paints your picture

the words i write,  paints your picture

//

i see her face a thousand times a day

and it soothes,  and like a flood

the memories rush back and takes over the forgotten

a heart that is too fragile,  a mind that sets idle

emotion and passion,  need and want breaks through the worn bandages

and there,  i see her face in some welcomed saving way

//

as drive up the drive and open that door that is my home

//

and as i sit here,  in front of my window

i prepare for the flood that once one predicted

yet leaving all that once worked to the wayside

and tossed aside the possibility in limbo

fingernails scratching,  digging in the dirt,

all in desperation, crawling and climbing out of the hole i created

//

i wanted to save you when london bridge fell down

but my feet were stuck here on the ground, and  i couldn’t stop the dreams edge from collapsing in

the shapes of thoughts that formed her,  the city and all that dwelled within

all the shapes of the thoughts formed flashes in, flashes out

i wanted to save you when london bridge fell down

but when the enterprise took over,  the white noise filled these ears

//

i see her face a thousand times a day

and it soothes,  and like a flood

the memories rush back and takes over the forgotten

a heart that is too fragile,  a mind that sets idle

emotion and passion,  need and want breaks through the worn bandages

and there,  i see her face in some welcomed saving way

c. 2014  bgw

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