Saturday, October 3, 2009

The Yearn

The river ran deep
during this drought,
Until the well ran dry.
Only so much one can take,
Only so much you can cry.

They say there are
Lessons that we'll learn
Things we'll never see,
But it doesn't take away
The everlasting Yearn.

Yearn for one last hug
One more laugh.
One more smile.
Yearn for the day before
And hope that it would last.

But life goes on
Sometimes wishing it wouldn't.
Left here for some unknown reason
For a higher purpose
If only for a season.

6 comments:

Gullible said...

Wow, Walk. Just wow.

Gullible said...

clacupta

LINDA MCMAKEN said...

Three tissues and a box of chocolate please!

Shaddy said...

"Still waters run deep."

Your words ring out boldly from the time of stillness you set aside to put your deep thoughts and feelings into this meaningful poem.

Beth W. said...

"Yearn for one last hug
One more laugh.
One more smile.
Yearn for the day before
And hope that it would last."

Daddy, Mother, son, friends, good dogs,too. You said it, Walk -- and so, so well.

Anonymous said...

Awesome - Walk - Powerful MsMillie