Living Each Day

Lisa Kitson

Now I am gone, now I am lost to you
Find me again just as you used to do:

In the house – when you go from room to room you’ll find
The bits and pieces that I’ve left behind.

In the street – of course…I’ve stopped to window-shop;
You carry on, my love, I’ll catch you up.

At night – as darkness slowly fills the sky:
I’m late; don’t fret; I’ll be there by and by.

At morning – when the sky is still blue-black,
I had to go out early: I’ll be back.

In sunshine – as you peer into the glare –
A shape that seems to be both light and air.

In rain – as you look out and people pass –
One leaves a reflection printed on the glass.

In the garden – when you doze away the hours
I pass with a smile on my face, and my arms full of flowers.

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