Sunday, March 4, 2012


Surrounded by a host of friends,
my heart feels yet alone
Although I laugh, my soul pretends
and wishes for its home.

I long for those I cannot see
thirst for their presence nigh
hunger for the touch and words
of loves beyond my sky

There's naught to do
but hold on tight-
to faces and to hearts-
keep my lonely vigil
through the night
and wait 'til pain departs.

1 comment:

Indigo said...

Such heartfelt sorrow...(Hugs)Indigo