I can hear you
when you softly whipser
through the trees
with the movements slow
And I feel
light is resurrecting
like in spring
I watch them flowers grow
And I hear you say :
I?ll be right here waiting for you I?ll be right here waiting for you Do you feel me like I feel you
Nice Try…poem has some good line
Come Lord, and lift the fallen bird
Abandoned on the ground;
The soul bereft and longing so
To have the lost be found.
The heart that cries—let it but hear
Its sweet love answering,
Or out of ether one faint note
Of living comfort wring.
Ya a nice try… I liked you poem…