As the owl screams
as the colors of dusk swirl
descendant
as creatures unseen cut through
silence in pursuit of
imagined foe
as what we are not part of
spreads out into empty streets
we close our windows to it
climb inside our comfort
I think suddenly of what it would be
to not have you beside me
to carry on without you
and I know
like the owl
I would never cease
searching the night
for your return
This is so beautifully expressive and has a sense of yearning and loss within it as well. Very nice poem, Candice.
I love the owl analogy .. hoot ..
To know the comfort of “Wherever we are is home.” is not a thing to be lost and not searched for.
Beautiful love poem
<3
This is very beautiful
So very true 💜
That’s beautiful Candice. I’m going to send it to my wife. Thank you!
Aw I love that! Thank you my dear friend for your support. I hope she likes it and feels lucky to have you who is such a dear partner in her life xo
hehe! Thank you!