Arm's Length
Singing, whisper quiet,
I serenaded passing
street lights. Our
auto's gentle rocking was
an accompanist.
Though my tune continued
when you suddenly swerved,
your arm automatically
reached out to
protect me.
Lois Greene Stone, writer and poet, has been syndicated worldwide. Poetry and personal essays have been included in hard & soft cover book anthologies. Collections of her personal items/ photos/ memorabilia are in major museums including twelve different divisions of The Smithsonian.
when you love somebody, you care more about them than yourself
ReplyDeleteHi Lois, nice to see you here, I enjoyed this piece. Peggy
ReplyDeleteDear Lois,
ReplyDeleteIt is good to see you already have two comments on heartfelt poem. Welcome to Whispers. I hope you enjoy your time spent here.
Best wishes,
Karen
Dear Lois, welcome to Whispers and thank you for reminding me of a similar incident with my DH. It is so sweet to be loved so much isn't it. Thank you for sharing your wonderful talent.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
Hi Lois. Welcome to Whispers. "Arm's Length" is touching and sentimental; one of the kinds of poems I'm fond of. Thank you for sharing it and continued blessings!
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lovely poem
ReplyDeletebless you
angelee from India
Lois,
ReplyDeleteA very nice poem. Welcome to Whispers!
Your new friend,
David Fox