This is me

just one of my poems to start off with

smile


What seems to me to be the start
of just another wasted day,
could be something else entirely…
it could be the end of a life
it could be the start of one too

speed seems important
but only for a while
then I remember
her loving smile

nothing else makes sense
nothing is quite as clear
there’s nothing I wouldn’t give
to have her with me here

haste goes out the window
only patience perseveres
and with the coming of dawn
all doubt disappears