Poetry by Denny Lancaster

Are you asleep as I write this?
Dreams on into the night?
Are you aware she has been here,
Seeing what you do write?

Did you hear her footsteps?
Hear her very breath?
Did you hear her stop,
At your place to rest?

I have seen an angels wings,
Gently brush your site;
She kissed it good bye,
When she left tonight.

A smile upon her face,
The wind in her hair,
Her style full of grace,
I saw her leaving here.

Are you asleep as I write this?
Dreams on into the night?
Are aware she has been here,
Seeing what you do write?
 

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