Lou J. Klaiber

HOLDING YOU

The years look good
on you.

Sorry I am late
to knowing what it is

… lovin’ you.

Got between the fence
and the pain
of life goin’ down.

Never made much sense
from a war
to
lovin’ you.

I tried!

… not
that it made a place of rest.

Goin’ toward Home.

Where

Holdin’ You was forever,

and
… never been anywhere like this!

Thanks Ya’ll!

Home is a nightbird
… far… from the darkness

calling me
home.

©Copyright March 31, 2005 by Lou J. Klaiber

Author’s Note: For Diane