TALK TO ARGENTINA

Permission, validation, grace
I see a face far away
and know it's okay
to talk to someone

Who will always listen
At times even
twice away today
in the cold and ice

With poetry I can warm
remind a mind of
a summer storm
or all the lights of
this little town
up on this hill
their beauty is found

The warm soft breeze
touches my hair
Fading light casts
shadows on the clouds over there

Nature comes back in my
soul
when so much
sadness has taken
it's toll

Because words I must
hear
That to someone
I am dear
a human loved
for
my eccentric grace
they will leave a smile
on this lonely face

Left lonely too long
for the love I need
that I don't have to beg
for or plead
Love words that come

A voice that takes the glum
eyes that live in me
fingertips that touch
keyboards and such

As they remember more
these lines soar
Out of my heart and pen
for my one true friend.


7/11/2005 2233 cj



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