Empty chair...

I look to the north

and see my favorite mountain 

I look to the west

and see my lake fill a valley for miles

I look to the south 

and see my home

I look to the east

and see an empty chair

and as always I hold out my hand

Waiting 

Dreaming

for your fingers 

to enter mine

for your thumb

to stroke the back of my palm

and to hear your voice...

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

Longing well written.. Hope at it's best..xo