Wait On Me

Future
I have none:
I was to be

Read to me
my love note–
I am cold in snow away

Could
I live ’till summer, please–
I’m afraid of heaven
for Mom ran me
away to a cheaper
place with a note

She
promised to come in summer
and no one loves me

If
she won’t come in time
no one in heaven will love me either

Best
toy with me
I will have, if
a mystery is solved

End
me up
high enough
to reach a kiss

See you
again
will I;
would you
love me like a kiss
from heaven
reaching
—- Douglas Gilbert
(Henry Le Châtelier)

Poetry Books By Douglas Gilbert