I miss you
when your touch
is not here
to awaken my dream,
when your smile
is not here
to dismiss the hesitation,
when your embrace
is not here
to shelter my heart.
I miss the moment
when the day escapes
the burden of time
leaving the reflection
of the sunset
in your eyes.
I wish you were here…
© 2013 Josephine Lake
I wish I could paint like you,
Then I would not have to write
Clumsy words, pretending only
To know what I’m talking about.
You come dressed in orange,
And red, and brown, and gold,
With red hair draped on your shoulder,
And smile that cheats the cold.
Your keen eyes with hazel hue,
Remind to what is left in green:
Hot summer nights are over now…
Better get used to frosty sheen.
I see you deep in the forest,
Where falling leaves compete,
To touch your hair and then become,
Soft carpet under your feet.
I think of you: Abundance,
For nothing else brings such,
Great riches of the harvest,
We all enjoy and love so much.
So, there you come with grace,
And paint my world with ease.
My sister Autumn - welcome back!
I couldn’t be more pleased.
© 2013 Josephine Lake
You come least expected,
Bring misery and tears.
You tear the hearts apart,
And paralyze with fear.
You try to take from me,
The only life I know,
But I am not afraid,
And I will still go on.
The fight has just begun,
So brace yourself today.
My faith will bring you down,
And things will go my way.
I stand up tall and strong,
To all the pain you bring,
And tell you that I am,
Not ready for defeat.
I choose my fate today -
- It’s not for you to decide,
My love and faith will prevail,
As I am the miracle of life.
© 2013 Josephine Lake
