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Living each day

Lisa Kitson

 Now I am gone, now I am lost to you

 Find me again just as you use to do:

 In the house – when you  go from room to room you’ll find

 The bits and pieces that I’ve left behind.

In the street – of course…I’ve stopped to window-shop;

 You carry on, my love, I’ll catch you up.

 At night - as darkness slowly fills the sky:

 I’m late; don’t fret; I’ll be there by and by.

At morning – when the sky is still blue-black,

 I had to go out early: I’ll be back.

 In sunshine – as you peer into the glare –

 A shape that seems to be both light and air.

 In rain – as you look out and people pass –

 One leaves a reflection printed on the glass.

In the garden – when you doze away the hours

 I pass with a smile on my face, and my arms full of flowers.