She hath wings

I’m thinking of you now,

Wondering about your name-

Are you still here and breathing?

So blessed the day you came!

When will I see your face?

Will I journey with you?

Time marches on so fast;

I wonder if you were true;

An angel sent to me,

When my days were dark and grey-

I couldn’t bear it at all

If you have gone away;

I wait impatiently

Distracting myself till I know-

I’ll always be grateful for you,

Whether you stay or go.

©M. R. Patterson 9.12.22