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Wishful
A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold
in pictures of silver. -- Proverbs 25:11
Wishful
A glance, as touching as a tear,
It wounds...her yearning is so clear.
Why don't we know? Are we so blind?
Can we not see the need behind
Her sheltering pose?
With timid heart,
She waits and watches from afar,
So near in space, but yet apart,
She suffers quietly in her heart.
Will one respond? Can someone see?
Will someone reach a hand to me?
I am still here, don’t pass me by --
Her spirit calls with whispering sigh.
When next you pass a wandering soul,
Reach out to touch.
A hand take hold.
A smile in sorrow is pure gold.
Poetry: Copyright 2006-2017 Linda L. Walker. All rights reserved worldwide. Artwork: Copyright 1994-2017 William Russell Walker. All rights reserved worldwide. All images used by permission of the artist.
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