- Illustrated Poetry
- Traveling Boy
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My traveling boy won't you hurry on home,
my heart aches empty as I awake alone.
Time drips out the deep night as I grow cold,
thin, pale memories fail to warm me, 'til it’s you I’ll hold.
Needful work may be done while we’re apart,
return to me my needful best, so to entwine heart to heart.
Silver wings to heaven lift you safe back to my hollow side;
with you alone, my ethereal visions I dream to confide.
My traveling boy must go from one place to another,
but my traveling boy need only look homeward to find his lover.
- COMMENTS
29wordsforsnowover 3 years agoThey say 'the waiting is the hardest part' - you caught that emotion absolutely perfect. Very romantic, and accompanied by an illustrations that spraks of expectation, wistful patience for the complementing part returning home.
A beautiful one. Thanks for sharing.
