A Single Tear


I sit alone in a room filled with darkness.
Sorrow fills my heart.
I think of the happy times, carefree and unchanging,
Laughing, playing, happy together.
I've lost that and am now alone.
They say they still care,
And in their hearts I'm sure they do.


Sitting on my cushioned chair curled up and safe.
A single tear slowly makes its way down to the tip of my chin
And sits there, waiting.
Waitings for others to join it, but none do.
Lonely and wanting, it waits.


Lezli

Gone


Without hesitation I look around the floral room.
You're still lying there, motionless.
You left me just the other day.
Just the other day I was in your arms.
Just the other day you and I laughed over nothing
As we sat there drinking our sodas
And gazing into each others' eyes.
Patience, your best virtue, I could never possess
Like the way you expressed it.
You're in your best Sunday clothes
I'm dressed in black.
Tears can't fall from these eyes.
Sadness reigns from within.
Pain dwells in your heart,
That's the real reason you're gone.
I'd like to say "Goodbye" --
The words refuse to escape me.
I never told you I loved you,
I never told you how much you meant to me.
You always told me, through my tears.
To be held by you again...
Please.


Lezli Larsen 1/27/99

In Love

Love is a funny thing when you don't know quite how to words things
When your words get caught at the tip of your tongue
And your hands become moist against his moist hands
When you laugh for no reason or at a joke that isn't funny
When you can see his face against your eye lids just before you fall asleep
And wake up smiling with his name the first thing out of your mouth
Love keeps me smiling through every day.

Lezli 8/6/2000

Let Me Die
Dear Lord let me die
but only where I lay,
and stare up at the stars.
If a crowd comes to gather me up
from where I must lay,
Then let me be thrown
to the river someday.
No mourning, no sorrow.
I can't stand the pain.
If I could only find
death without hurt. . . .
But for now, Lord, just please
let me die where I lay.


Lezli

Light in a Tunnel


Through the dark and stormy clouds
the sun peeks through,
like a fiery beacon showing the light
at the end of the tunnel.
A face is at the end, near that light.
It calls, beckoning a closer look.
A hand reaches out from the darkness
Pulling close, the chest heaves.
Sweat trickles down and drops to the ground.
Fear gone, pulling closer still.
Peace.




Lezli 4/5/00