You were there...
As I watched the elongating shadows of the afternoon and listened to the small bird that sang sweetly in the snow covered maple before it flew, you were there... always you, coloring time, touching my heart You were there as the sunset ushered in the night, and I felt you touch me when the wind brushed the oak tree making it tremble with the coolness of its kiss. You were there as I wished for tomorrow... looking at that first bright star and when I prayed for light to again illuminate my dark.... Sign in to see full entry.