Keeping In Touch.

She picked up her pen
And realized she
Was beating the same path again
Straight to his door.
How many times
Had she tried to do this before
Under the claim
She was just keeping in touch.
He had long gone
She wanted him back, but then
Life must go on.
She shivered a little and then
After making a wish
And shaking her tenacious head
She picked up her pen.

Sandra Martyres
This is indeed a very touching write Fay and the picture of the Red Heart and Pen is a apt finishing touch

Karin Anderson
I love the picture with the red heart and pen as it is so symbolic for this keeping in touch poem. It is hard to accept that love may not be there, and yet, I still feel a glimmer of hope. So touching and beautiful Fay.

sonetta
easier said than done.....

Susan Jarvis
I love the way this delightfully ponderous poem opens and closes with the same action...wonderful! :)

kath
How beautifully penned Fay! We have all beaten the same ground over and again. One day, with luck and tenacity, we might break free. :) Kath xxxxxx

carol
sometimes easier to write than not to great poem

Gerard Lebel
What an absolutely lovely and charming poem . "She picked up her pen" ...to write the words again. As mush as we like to think that love is the end all... Love doesn't always provide the answers, does it?.....Jerry (*_*)