Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Is Missing You - Forever

Is Missing You - Forever

I ask as I pull my hand from the telephone
a beautiful morning, I rush to tell you.
the pink iris has bloomed 
I must remember to tell you,
all of life minutiae we savoured as friends
are stored on the top shelf 
in the airing cupboard.
each time, I tell you, 
I lovingly store it in the pink box,
for later.

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John Fleming September 6, 2019 at 3:25 PM I have come back to this wonderful poem once more as it is truly a fantastic piece of writing...I really do miss your poetry, Patricia. Lots of warm thoughts for you this chilly night. Your friend always. john :)

Connie Marcum Wong July 28, 2018 at 3:57 PM This lovely poem meets with a kindred spirit Patricia. Poetry is a gift and you certainly have it to share. : )

John Fleming June 17, 2018 at 1:19 PM Your poetry gets more intense and more enthralling on every succeeding occasion; I knew you had the talent that very first time I read through some of your earlier poems...wonderful work, Patricia. My most heartfelt wishes. :) john

Sunlite Wanter June 16, 2018 at 7:01 PM Very poignant, Patricia. Touched me.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 16, 2018 at 9:03 AM Lump in the throat tender penning Patricia, lovely to be reading you, so sorry for your loss and pain. Love and hugs sister of the pen. xomo