Saturday, April 24, 2010

A Love Poem

Autumn Lover

I didn't know you in the springtime of my life
and summer days were numbered
before I felt your touch on my hand (in my heart)
but were you always waiting
in golden light unseen
to lift me from the shadows
and show me how to dream?

                                                                       Leigh D'Ansey

1 comment:

  1. Is this one of your poems, Leigh? It's so beautiful. So touching.