The Empty Lines
In these words, passed between us,
There is a ray of sunshine
but in between the lines
Are the unwritten expressions of
a different kind.
The kind that oft is left unexplored
Undefined, left to be forgotten, ignored.
These empty spaces are waiting to be filled
with memories made of us together
what ever may come;
we will have these spaces to be filled
with good or bad, happy or sad.
It is the way of life
when two souls encounter one another.
Then proceed to go even further,
Taking a chance of losing what is their's
or gaining more happiness to share.
Que sera sera, what will be will be.
Come with me and let us see
what our tomorrows will bring.
Perhaps more sunshine
Perhaps rain
Perhaps both are needed for the growth of a seed
to blossom into a delicate rose,
fragrant and beautiful.
So, what shall we do,
when what is left is for me and you
to decide the purpose
of the empty lines of our lives?
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-07-12 at 04:16
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