The Scarf
There is music in the air,
knowing you are close
but not knowing where.
It is such a beautiful day,
the kids are at playing,
the doggies too.
The sun shines so very bright,
there are some kids flying kites,
such fun such joy,
such happiness too.
Why cant there be more days like this?
Now where oh where are you?
Guess you have found a place,
a place to go so new.
For I look and I look,
but naught do I find.
I know you were here
I could feel you touch you, too
You were here, but where?
The river, YES!
You must be visiting the river!
Water flowing so fast, so rough!
A scarf, your scarf on waters edge.
I awake, you are gone!
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2007
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