Today will not last forever
The day will not last forever
like the willingness I once said
I would give totally in devotion to our Almighty.
The day was perfect, picturesque,
Yet the birds fly; must be a film.
I am not an actor and she not an actress.
No camera crew or director is near.
Just us along the beach with the waves
and each other whispering.
Close enough to breathe on
Close enough to not worry about bad breadth.
Today was ours and the quartz shook rapidly on my arm.
Author Note: written after spending a day with a close person
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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