This Poem Is For You

 This poem is for you.

The summer has come and gone

And I've lost you in winter.

Calling out, I hope you hear

And follow my fear

To me.

They would say you're gone for good

That I am calling into empty air

They would say we're too far

Seperated by too much

To ever touch

Again

They would say I'll never reach you

Through these dark and stormy months

And in many ways

They are right.

But nothing has ever felt

So wrong

As it does right now.

You were meant to be held

Safe and warm in my arms

And so I cry that you are not,

The tears freezing on my face.

I believe that life will survive

And love must prevail

That my voice will carry you

 Back to me

Bringing with you the sun.

But love does not seem alive

In these cold, desolate plains

And I call in vain.

Where are you, love?

When will this winter end?

How will I find you if snow is all I see?

This, my poem for you

Is all I have left.

And silence is all that answers my call.