A Silver Arc Poem by Ami Joshi

She heard,
Heard his footsteps on the stairs,
On the stairs,
She is waiting....
Silence...

She opened the windows,
Sat on the swing,
On the swing,
To hear his voice with the wind,
Still waiting....
Swinging....

She looked at the sky,
Stars twinkling.....
Twinkling in the dark night,
Heard the lullaby,
Still waiting.....
Hearing.....

Dreams carved,
Carved with his memories,
Dreaming....
Dreams of the Silver arc....

WAITING
@Ami J