thought I heard you call my name
whispering in the wind
and as I turned to walk away
I heard you call again.

A gentle breeze blew my way
I smelled you in the air
and though I reached out for you
I stood in solitaire.

The sun beat down upon me
with warmth from up above
I really miss you baby
and still give you all my love.

I looked around to find you
your face I did not see
yet, somehow I knew
you were there with me.

Dear Ms. Tears

I relate to this poem on so many levels and I hope you dont mind if I draw a very close comparison to one I posted last week called, I love you.

Poets of a common mind

I love this vision your poem brings.

John

Thanks -J- you are free to say what is in your mind. I also like the way you write... thanks for your comments..

misty