I can see love.

I can see love
I was all alone while sitting on the rocking chair out on the front porch watching as the steam left my breath, just wondering why I am talking to myself​ as I say "why has love forgotten about me? I can see love it is everywhere that I look but love cannot ever see me, I do not understand why am I not here for love to see and if that is the case than where the hell can I be, I see love every day at the old folks home in the couple in room number twelve holding onto each others hands from two different beds just so they will not need to die alone, I can see love down at the city park where I see so many couples hugging and kissing on blankets on the grass making out, you see I always see love but love never knows where I am at, I can see love when the school bell rings when I saw Johnny give Sally his highschool ring I saw love walking hand In hand just down the road with the new couple who just moved in newlyweds I was told I hope love stays with them so they go through this crazy life together while they grow old for as long as they can. I saw love just about a week ago right over there at the grocery store isle eleven I think it was when a man caught his wife in his arms from slipping as I he said baby I would never let you go Yeah I can see love alright for it is everywhere that I look and it is always in my sights but whenever I try to grab on to love and hold on tight it runs away from me it disappears just like broken string attached to a high flying kite as I watch it disappear slowly and steadily out of sight. What can I do so that love can finally find me? am I invisible to love because that is what it would seem, for my entire life I have seen love every single day and I have seen love everywhere in every way but love for some reason has never seen me so I wonder if it will ever know that I am here out In the open down on my knees for the whole world to see as I pray to my God that love will finally find Me.


Poet Richard M Knittle Jr. A #Poets Journey

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

When I close my eyes

It has been 10 years since I wrote my first book.

Happily ever after amen.