Sitting on tmy front steps, <br />Feeling all the regrets, <br />Holding onto things unreal. <br /> <br />Sitting on my front lawn, <br />Watching stars until dawn, <br />Searching for your face. <br /> <br />Sitting high in my tree, <br />Watching kinder all run free, <br />Waiting just to fall. <br /> <br />Sitting by my windowsill, <br />Hearing, seeing, feeling, knowing, just my fill, <br />Sleeping just to not wake up. <br /> <br />(June 3,2008)<br /><br />Leslie Briggs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sitting-6/
