11:11

I love to write poems. Love it, love it, love it! I don't think I am all that great, and I don't get to do it too often, but I still love it! When Tom was still here, I would write him poems a lot for his birthdays, or Christmas, or anniversaries. He always liked it...I think...lol. Anywho, since he's been gone, I have a written a couple more poems. My favorite has been one I wrote on July 23, 2009, titled "11:11." I decided to share it because it's one of the only poems I have written that I absolutely love. So here it is:

11:11

I wrap my blankets tight around me

Imagining they're you

Holding me tight, through the night

The way you used to do

You'd place your arms around me

Wrapping me in your embrace

Kiss my head, wipe my cheeks

As tears streamed down my face

But now the room is empty

It's just me here alone

Crying with the memories

Of the best times I've ever known

The clock is flashing 11:11

So I'll close my eyes real tight

Hold my breath, count to ten

And wish for you tonight

I'll get on my knees beside my bed

And pray with all my heart

That God will bring you home to me

And never again take us apart

Your picture's still beside my bed

Your clothes are lying on the floor

An empty vase collecting dust

No yellow tulips there no more

My heart's no longer racing

As it did from your soft lips

No more butterflies within me

They left with you and our last kiss

I've never felt so empty

I miss your voice, your touch, it all

Let's grow wings, fly to the stars

Make these miles between us fall

The clock is flashing 11:11

So I'll close my eyes real tight

Hold my breath, count to ten

And wish for you tonight

I'll get on my knees beside my bed

And pray with all my heart

That God will bring you home to me

And never again take us apart