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SUNRISE COMES AGAIN
Sunrise comes again.
Looking out over rows of vast wheat fields.
Mountains searching the clouds,
with a balance of green grass flowing over them.
One by one wheat leaning gently one upon another.
Each stalk bending down from the warm west winds,
as if bowing to the sun, it's magnificient queen.
Winds caressing my side as I observe,
eyes wide I feel the pressure ever so slight.
Through in my dreary life sunrise comes again,
Oh my love, the yesterdays still lingering in my mind,
as we walked these wheat fields in the sun, the snow,
and the warm gentle rains.
Your far away at your job you did best.
No more do you consider my love a life long test.
Amidst the day bunched together I linger,
for sunrise always comes again.
I think often of you in fact day by day your face
lingers in my mind.
Your bright blue eyes of gray dancing speckles.
I even remember the placement of your few freckles.
Your tender lips of silk gently upon mine.
But yet the sun I watch alone some mornings shine,
Your arms strong and caring and your heartfelt sharing.
A hug as a present from a gift you bestow.
Though alone left behind I await in the darkness
for Sunrise and another day will come soon again.
I'll miss you more than you could ever know.
I now bend toward you though your far away in appreciation
from the lonliness that within me lies.
As if your still magnificient King.
For with out a small bit of your life,
once wrapped snuggly with mine.
I might never have known love,
or the feelings to me you gave,
of danceing with the angels high above.
Lost desperetly with you in love.
Linda Terrell
November 9,2009
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