Oh joy of joys!
Elation that I feel
In my bosom burn
Why were you
So long in coming
To this mistress of yours?
I wanted to write
For the world
For you
And now my joy!
I can write any and all
But why all this time?
I may be a child
But I am old in heart
A fine polish emerging
You look at my face
You see youth
But eyes deceive like fools
You touch my heart
And you will find
The age of time
So why did you wait?
Why so long in coming
When I longed for you?
But at last my joy
You are mine...
Though not for long
My wisdom knows;
Tomorrow I will yearn
For the something I still lack
Yet, there is peace in my soul
And joy fills my heart
For now at least,
In this precious moment.
Poem 43 ~ 9/11/2012