Shadows

Early morning sun
Casts a shadow on your face
I lie awake and look at you
I hear your breath; it's pace
I think of all the things I said
The harsh words that I spoke
I remember the effect they had on you
The tears on which you choked
And now as I look at you
It's hard to see the pain
That will reappear when I waken you
And we start all over again
Why can't it be as it is right now?
All innocence and peace
Why is it that we have to fight?
Can't all the hurting cease?

© Robert Ford 1994