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come for me
when redbud blossoms
scarlet –
‘neath the winter
when the lowly dove
sits silent in the pines
carry me
to places –
you remember as forever
as wings to break the darkness –
turned to love
the nick of time
speak for me
in rhyming words – verses
I’ve neglected
falling into worlds
I thought I knew
breathe
and I will share them all
til none are left to wonder –
where you end
and I (the same)
begin
come to know
as love allows –
the story of redemption
pages where your name
is written there
fill the morn with laughter
take of me –
the sweetest part
and write a song
(a lullaby) of us
walk the porch
as daylight trails
eager to our shadows –
told by lace
of mysteries somewhere
bring to me your longing –
your compass
and your sorrows
wear for me the light
that is your face
come for me
when years are but a mark
upon the mantle –
where age is nothing more
than letting go
garner me
the promise –
of all I ever wanted
awakened by a whisper
come for me
tornadoday 
breathtaking poem, I could feel the sacred callings to and from soul and source, beautiful whispers, a heart given. Simply beautiful…Love, Linda
Bless you, Linda. I had no doubt you would hear them. Thank you. ~ Much love, Bobbie
An invitation to a a place of life and wonder, and all that it embodies…, forgiveness, laughter, longing, and the softness of love…., richly written, Bobbie. Really liked it…, enough to think it may be one of your best.
xo and good night.
Paul
As always, you find the best of me. Thank you. ~ Love, Me
“garner me the promise of all I ever wanted – awakened by a whisper come for me. And the spirit of the words of a love one can reach far and wide to a waiting heart, to touch the lone recipient whose heart responds to the voice they have always known, for it is always sung in the key of united love, that can never be separated or torn apart, and reunited shall they be for as the tears fall from their eyes, their breaths mingle and their spirits become one again to taste of a true eternal bliss again. Your poem is a living masterpiece…a special unique gem! Beautiful to read and so lovely to ponder, over and over again! I loved it Bobbie…thanks for always sharing, the passion and love of your heart and spirit!
I think you’re right, dear Wendell. Words are a language between hearts. Though many may hear, few can decipher the subtle timber of notes following notes, breathe chasing voice…….. But always, love knows. Thank you, Wendell. You’ve made my day by your loving comments. ~ Always, Bobbie
the words embody a love that is deeply romantic and yet beyond romantic. I breathe out an exhilirating breath of release after imbibing and being filled with such beautiful words.
Yes, Dee. I know you understand. There is love as most know it, and that’s wonderful. But there is more – beyond romance – beyond presence – beyond words to tell – beyond our ability to comprehend – love that simply is. When all the rest fades, that will not for it is the basis for all that is in the world – the basis for the beginning and the promise of eternity. Love…. Thank you, dear one. ~ With all my heart, Bobbie