Only two more days at work — after Friday I’ll be a free woman, no longer with employment 🙂
Our flight to Dallas is two weeks away on Friday. 10.30am. eeek.
Stepping into the Light
I’ll paint a new picture of me and you
and sketch soft white clouds in skies so blue,
I’ll draw spring grass green with diamond dew
as I hold your hand I’ll make it true.
The silence will smell sweet as jasmine flowers
as rare as time in a clock full of hours
the tick-tock beat with its gentle power
will strip the barriers of our self-built towers.
I can frame the past with gilt that is golden
the paint can be preserved with a healing lotion
showing subtle shades of people and emotion
that faintly echo the past commotion.
I’ll paint a new picture of me and you
a portait that is only ours to view
made with brushes and canvas entirely new
to show my real love in all its magical hues.