There was a time in my life when, after many unsuccessful relationships, I was very lonely, yet determined and even optimistic. I felt I had gotten to the place where I was healthy enough, in every way, to pursue a successful, dynamic, caring, loving relationship in marriage.

The following two poems speak into that context of loneliness and determination, wanting to create that world before the fact, if you will. I have entitled the first, “Little Girl Looking.” The second is untitled. If you’d like, you are welcome to offer suggestions to help me give it one.

Little Girl Looking

I’d love to see that little girl,
(Locked in her heart a million thrills),
Knocking on the door to see
If she could come and play with me.

She’s waited for that special friend,
But mostly she would just pretend
That friend would come to set her free
So she could play and be carefree.

But friends would come and friends would go
And it was hard for her to know
Just who that special friend would be;
I wondered, too; could it be me?

She wanted so to laugh and sing
And hoped that special friend would bring
The key that opened up the door
To free her heart forever more.

She hoped and prayed as days went by,
The more she tried, the more she cried,
But just inside!……No one would know,
Just how she missed that friendship so!

But then it happened just by grace,
From such a strange, unlikely place
But it wasn’t yet a face-to-face,
It blossomed over time and space.

She looked at him quite anxiously,
Wondering if it were he.
He walked up unpretentiously,
Smiled and then held up the key.

They’re inseparable now, he and she;
Together’s where they want to be;
He loves her and she loves he,
The bonds of love have set them free.

Celebrations are in store,
They’ll love each other evermore;
It’s love that they are living for,
They simply could not want for more.

So steal a peek at those hearts of theirs,
As they live and love above all care;
You’ll see those hearts with open doors;
Open ever……closed, nevermore.

Untitled

The sun goes down and so do we to pillows, dreams and peaceful sleep
And in the night I dream of you in twilight, dawn and fairytales.
We dance and sing and sail and fly; we laugh and speak of love so sweet,
We’ve found each other as we sleep and hand-in-hand we set our sails.

The zephyrs gently carry us to places we have never been
So pleasant is the journey’s care we long for what we’ve never seen.
So peaceful does our passage seem as looking in each other’s eyes
There comes the splendor of the kiss and ones comes as no surprise.

We play a game called hide-and-seek but I don’t even have to peek;
I know at once if you’re near or far, I know exactly where you are.
I do not really have to see; my senses tell me where you’ll be,
Because I have become a part of the beating of your precious heart.

You’re lying very close to me, the fragrance of you fills the air,
I watch you as you gently breathe and run my fingers through your hair.
You offer me a loving smile and deep into your eyes I see
Eternal treasures seldom seen all of which were meant for me.

The dawn has turned itself to day and waking now with open eyes
I look for you, in vain, I fear and hate that dreams have turned to dawn.
Such loving captivating dreams have turned instead to sad surprise,
I search the bed, the room, the home only to find that you are gone.

So real the dream became for me, new hope and life with you so near,
But I refuse to let it go, ’cause nothing else will satisfy.
In my heart I know it’s worth my life to hold the dream so near;
I keep the dream alive within, ’til awake I’m with you by my side.

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