I waited for you by our tree
On the hill watching
The sun set lighting the clouds on fire,
One glorious explosion
Before day yields to night
The tears on my face that fall
When you don’t show,
Or say goodbye.
When once again into this life
who leads us into ourselves
and exposes the truth we shun,
We have a tendency to run
And hide, fearing we
Aren’t good enough and deserve the mockery
We know will come at our expense.
Until we dispense
With these inaccurately perceived notions
And learn to see the loveliness within
We lose out on so many sweet emotions.
So don’t be afraid; you need to see the picture clearer
When next someone shows you the beauty in the mirror.
“Come and play” the soft voice whispers in my ear,
And I open my eyes to see who is there.
“Come and play” it whispers again
As I rub and stretch the sleep from my skin.
“It’s nice out here. Come and see.”
But I ignore the words and drink my tea.
“Please come and play. I’m lonely and bored.”
Instead I read the news and leave the voice ignored.
“Won’t you at least look outside?”
I glance at the pile of dishes needing to be washed and dried.
“Isn’t the sky looking especially blue?”
It does remind me of the waters of Corfu.
Maybe I’ll step outside for a moment, or two
Feel the sun on my face, let the breeze set my hair askew.
But then, perhaps, a drive might be nice
Go somewhere new, let fate roll the dice.
“Come and play” the sky whispered in my ear,
So I packed my bags. Au revoir, my dear.