A random thought while daydreaming,
A whisper on the breeze -
Still sometimes the smallest thing
Will bring me to my knees;
A song reminds me of your face,
A poem's familiar ring,
The sweet perfection of your words
Brought life to everything;
And even though you're nowhere near
You're closer than you know -
That doorway that you wandered through
Still beckons me to go
Where often I imagine you
Still fresh within my mind -
Heart to heart, hand in hand
Our fingers intertwined;
A part of me will never rest,
There's so much left unsaid -
The poem remains unfinished
With the words inside my head;
My life goes on from day to day
Yet still your memory lingers -
And softly every now and then
I feel you touch my fingers.
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-now-and-then-4/
