Monday, March 19, 2012

Saudade

When I say
I miss you

I do not
speak lightly

There have been
a hundred goodbyes

Perhaps
a thousand

I have boarded
a million planes

Or stood at
security gates

And waved
a billion waves

And then
I have

Moved
on

There is no moving on
from you

You are
here

Roots wound
firmly

Through
my heart

-lisa, 18 March, 2012

2 comments:

Mama Mpira said...

This echoes...I'm sure we have both written something very similar before...!

lisa said...

I'm sure we have. It's a constant theme in our lives.