
Come sit with me for a moment.
Let's grab a breath of fresh air.
The trees are swaying softly.
A jazz medley plays in my head.
Birds chirp happily back and forth.
Two souls reconnecting, perhaps.
Rose petals droop from the bud.
Though wind and rain can't defeat them.
Me in my deck chair, pen in hand.
Relaxed, I almost fall asleep.
A quiet moment.
Pure serenity.
Only a good friend is missing.
To swap stories and laughter.
Come sit with me and share dreams.
Take comfort in my voice and my hand.








9 comments:
lovely!!!!
this is so lovely!
PS: Ahem...did you who told me about the updating of the new link on the blogroll not actually update my new link on your blogroll? LOL.
so nice and sounds like such a great moment!!!
I'd gladly come sit with you and watch rose petals float by instead of freezing my tush here in Maine!
I think I would fit quite nicely in that chair. And I wouldn't even have to wear my stocking hat. Very nice poem!
Sure do wish I could come sit with you! Great poem!
That was wonderful!
Love it! I'm telling you, Hallmark has an office with your name on it. ;)
p.s. also love the picture. so calming. you must be loving Florida!
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