Post by tess on Apr 3, 2007 19:41:49 GMT -5
It's just one of those days...you know?
"GuiltQuilt"
by ~Tess~ Mackey
THAT day.
I remember THAT day like it was yesterday.
That gut-wrenching,
heart-ripping,
God-hating,
painful day
when you, my darling, flowed from me...
...and I could not hold you,
or see your face,
or know you at all.
I know you felt me.
We were one --
-- if only for a stitch in the grand quilt of life --
you were here with me.
But you slipped away.
I sit her under myGuilt Quilt --
feeling,
looking,
searching for that one stitch that is you.
...and THAT day --
-- that HORRID day falls away into the haze that is Past.
Tomorrow comes...then slips away thickening the haze,
as yet another tomorrow comes and goes...
...and I can't figure out if you're slipping farther away --
or if all the new tomorrows are bringing me closer to the day
I can finally see your face.
"
by ~Tess~ Mackey
THAT day.
I remember THAT day like it was yesterday.
That gut-wrenching,
heart-ripping,
God-hating,
painful day
when you, my darling, flowed from me...
...and I could not hold you,
or see your face,
or know you at all.
I know you felt me.
We were one --
-- if only for a stitch in the grand quilt of life --
you were here with me.
But you slipped away.
I sit her under my
feeling,
looking,
searching for that one stitch that is you.
...and THAT day --
-- that HORRID day falls away into the haze that is Past.
Tomorrow comes...then slips away thickening the haze,
as yet another tomorrow comes and goes...
...and I can't figure out if you're slipping farther away --
or if all the new tomorrows are bringing me closer to the day
I can finally see your face.
