Ben Littlechild Poems

You see me on the street
A man so plain you will never meet
He that seems so quiet and reserved.
Yet love never found him, love that he deserved.
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Love is like a delicate flower.
But no water is needed for its existence.
Only gentle words to feed its roots,
and passion to help it grow.
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Your beauty is like a summer rain
And a breath of fresh air you bring to my sight.
Bringing life to those that have withered and refrained.
And an image so haunting it stays in my mind throughout the night.
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She lives so far away,
On a shore where a different ocean sprays
An island so different from this land
Yet more enticing for me to leave and make a stand
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Love left me in an email
The noise of new mail ringing like a bell
Its from her, I see the name I know so well
Is it a invite to chat or a jpeg to see
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Through dark streets I ride
where cones of amber intersect the dark
In the distance dogs bark
And in gardens hedgehogs hide
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When the day is ended and done
I come home to loved one.
She who is friend and wife,
She who would defend me with her life.
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I gaze upon your face,
Its lines and emotions I trace
My heart beats rapidly like running a race.
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How will I be remembered?
From January to December
Memory of me like a photograph fades
The light of my life lived turns to shade
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Let me tell you of years gone by
Eternal summers playing under bright blue skies
To cold winters with men with charcoal for eyes.
From the first day I walked adventures ensued
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