What It All Meant
Tonight with pen in hand
I'll write down another line
Another poem
Another phase
Another expression
And put them all together
And then someday began another page.
But for now nothing
Do I care to understand
Nothing do I care to explain
There is not enough words
To make any sense
Of this distance so deeply
Felt within.
When so few words have been spoken
And such short times were spend
I think I would be fine
If whatever it is inside me
Would stop asking
What it all meant?
Copyright © Cecilia Patterson | Year Posted 2007
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