Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Wednesdays

I have seen red rose buds bloom into immense beauty
I have seen them wither too, petal after petal.

I have watched the sun heed to the dark
I have watched the dark heed to the bright of light.

I have seen the moon, full and proud, bow
I have seen the moon, invisible and new, shine

I have watched Wednesdays dawn into Thursdays
I have seen all these, but not you.