My Heart by Candlelight
The Poetry of
Poet Laureate of Texas ~ 1963
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I Miss You, Tonight, and I'm Lonely...
I miss you, tonight, and I'm lonely,
My heart is weighted and cold,
Dreams, so young in beginning,
Are tired and spent and old.
The rain sobs her hurt in the darkness;
The wind is an agonized moan,
As I stand by the weeping windows,
Tired, and so alone.
I miss you tonight... my darling...
I hurt beyond motion or sound,
My dreams, like the weighted branches,
Are touching the sodden ground.
I'm lost, without meaning or purpose;
I'm frightened, and chilled to the bone,
Come back to my arms... beloved...
I miss you... and I'm so alone.
Heaven
In His House of Many Mansions,
I hope there'll be room for me,
A little room with a rocker,
Right near God's nursery.
Where I can hold the babies
And comfort every one,
Just rock and sing and love them,
Until the world is done.
A rocker by the window,
A baby near my breast,
No splendorous wings
Or golden things,
Can fill my last request.
No land of eternal music,
Nor surcease from all care,
Just a baby pressed
Against my breast,
And your footsteps on the stair.
Dedication
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