I’ve been waiting for you, preoccupied in
thought.
Though hurried hands
tend to the present;
the eyes of my heart
look back in that over-the-shoulder,
what-just-happened, sort
of way.
I look out the
window, wondering how long.
Watchful, checking again... ready for you way too early.
You appear out of nowhere, as though somehow
you hurried, but didn’t.
Your sweet time
taken, I knew you would get
here.
Never too late to save the day.
You look wonderful, different, a little older,
wiser.
I embrace you completely with
a great sigh of relief
and for a moment, time stands still.
and for a moment, time stands still.
…breathless…
I have
needed you to start again.
A rhythm of new beginnings.
Patricia Spreng
Welcoming in the New
Year and wishing everyone a blessed year of new beginnings. Joining with friends at d’Verse Poets