Once More...

The years went by

We never talked.

I was so wrong

And so she walked.

Yet in my need

She again appeared.

Still beautiful and hard,

Still all I feared.

The first poem I ever wrote

That caught people’s eye

Was about her giving heart

I thought destroyed by my lie.

Still I now sit near her

For she’s let me back

And undeserved as it is

I run again with her pack.

Her anger still comes

Like a swift prairie storm,

Yet she’s still as gentle

As a babe new-born.

She still has that heart

That leaves me amazed.

A way of speaking true,

Leaving my mind dazed.

She sees through all the lies,

Setting me from wrong to right.

I’m still a deer in the woods

Caught in a poacher’s headlight

But worse, she’s more now

Despite her pain that I built,

Much more ever wonderous,

More stone for a wall of guilt.

So, I try and stay away

Despite self-harm and need.

For what can I offer her?

Only more words to read?

Yet once more tonight

I will sit by her side.

Once more she’ll shine light

On the truth’s that I hide.

When I once more depart

I’ll thank the Heaven’s above,

For the gift of a true friend

Who’s shown me true love.