Thursday, February 28, 2008


Innocence is not wasted on the old
It is a treasure, coveted and loved
It is the sound of birds chirping at your window
A baby’s giggle
A child’s laughter
Nothing is ever forgotten
Everything remembered
And cherished memories are never waste
It’s precisely placed words
The sound of your breath
The pulse in when you speak
It’s all love
All about love
The space
The silence
The metaphors
The absence of you
Makes it all worthwhile
Makes life
Makes love
U are here
I am here
We’re still here
And I love you! Still!


Anonymous said...

Heart swelling stuff Pahtnah!

Sharon said...

The things you write make me feel so good because they always seem to take me back to the best of the best memories I have!

I am so all about giggling babies, laughing children, and the rhythm of the breaths of someone I love that I can't help but smile thankfully as I read this.

In the lyrics of the great Ms. Anita Baker, YOU BRING ME JOY!

Afrobabe said...

well said...

Lovebabz said...

Oh My this is absolutely LOVELY! Sister this is my poem! This is it! Love IT!

Mizrepresent said...

Soj G/Patna - was written in that vein.

Sharon - you make my heart swell gurl...your energy just makes me smile. Thank you!

Afrobabe - thank you so much!

lovebabz -Thanks lady...then i dedicate this to you:

U are here
I am here
We're still here!

Kai C. said...

thats 2 sweet

Blu Jewel said...

Aww! that one touched the heartstrings.


BloggersDelight said...

Heart felt, indeed!