Friday 4 February 2011

For the Journey


Time to go home.
Pack up your every
things, fold away
the day..kiss
my yesterdays..
goodbye. Frantic
is my heart,
frozen and wet.
Snuggle down
close.. blood
supply recoverin
time heals all
wounds.. smile.
Wipe all tears,
shrug tightly
your shoulders.
Deep breath..
tomorrow is
just another
day away..
time heals
every thing,
time is all
I have. Cold
hands warm
heart.

2 comments:

The Savage said...

Beautiful poem, Indi.

Indi said...

Savvy ~ Awww thank you ;)


Indi

xx