Sunday Morning Poem

Here and Gone

The snow falls

down

And I am here

Floats on currents

Of icy air

And I am here

The rain falls

down

And I am here

Buds yearning

for bloom

And I am here

The sun shines

down

And I am here

Dandelion pappus

on the breeze

And I am here

The leaves fall

down

And I am here

Crisp Autumn fog

gathers in the gloom

And I am here

A year falls

down

And he is gone

The children laugh

and grow

And he is gone

She falls

down

And he is gone

Cries his name

into my shoulder

And he is gone

My tears fall

down

And he is gone

The cold covers

in dawn’s first light

And he is gone

She comes

down

And he is gone

Wearing a dress

of white

And he is gone

Darkness falls

down

And I am here

And he is gone

And I am here

And he is gone

“And I am here,”

a warm whisper

near my ear

The veil falls

down

And he is here

“I miss you,

my love”

And he is here

“I’ve never been gone”

And I am here

And he is here

The years fall

down

And they are gone

For a moment

us two

And we are here

And we are here

And we are here

-Denise Cooper Smith