MOMENTS PASS
Movements pass
and glazed looks change
from icicles
into consoling dew.
I wait and wonder……
Time has softened our lives
and tomorrow
holds a promise
of streams
rushing to the sea……. 4 .9. ’87
and quiet suddenly-
spring………
gently masking
winter memories.
Cherry blossoms mantle
the shudder of snow. 17 .2. ’88
For pleasant times
relaxed and carefree.
A quiet cup of tea
and little things to talk about
for snacks……
a mosaic evening
just with you. 17. 2 . ’88
When you have gone
and strangers stroll into
the emptiness you leave behind,
I’ll weep awhile
for all the dreams
that might have been…….. 23 .2. ’88