The Old Hammock In The BackyardA Poem by KATHY SUE SILLSDays gone by........
The old hammock is a solace for a grieving soul Cushions the pain that flows When her eyes open to meet the day, and close to meet the night, her body pressed against the hammock, she dreams of him
Each moment of her life is a recollection of remembrance Sun kissed days bring Butterfly kisses from his lips of love Dew drops from the weeping willow tree touch her sweet misty tears as she lays underneath on the old hammock She watches the silken blue sky fade into another stary night
The wind breathes his history upon this land Existence of happiness lingers in the air Shadows of their time together develops into beautiful color Although he's gone, it's as if he still there Eyes see him everywhere, and the ache in her heart lightens with inexpressible joy Holding onto his love baths her in sanity
The old hammock brings pleasurable moments Laughter echos through the backyard Wrapped in his arms, swaying back and forth spending time together Making up after accusations lashed at one another Regain of loving feelings restored Their story is weaved into the net of the old hammock
The breath in her lungs burn for release Life without him is hopelessly lonely When her eyes open to meet the day, and closes to meet the night she dreams of him and her laying in the hammock in their backyard
© 2012 KATHY SUE SILLSAuthor's Note
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