Without you
There would be no colour to my words,
No crafting of poetic verses
No bitter-sweet segments of life
No opening of rainbow doors
No sun sparkle on window panes
No mirrored reflections in rivers
No return journeys
No smiles or laughter
No tears or sadness
No life-beats in my soul
No song in my poetry
My friend, you’ve touched my life,
And for that I thank you.
© Annie McLean 20.09.00
