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I Will See You Again
by Ken HarnischI am not blessed with certainty
Of any sort; too much is gray
To make an avowal that is absolute
But this I know, and can loudly say
That fleeting vision you had of me
On a blustery, pewter afternoon
Will not be your last, or mine of you
And though I cant promise it will be soon
I may, as apparitions some times do
Reappear one evening when you least expect
The sight of ghosts or long-gone friends
And then I hope you resurrect
That sweet embrace you gave me then
The one I long to feel again
09/20/2000 Posted on 07/20/2004
Copyright © 2024 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 07/20/04 at 07:53 PM mmmmmm, this has an ethereal, fairytale quality, wistful, yet a smidge of hope. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 07/23/04 at 03:40 AM Wow I can't believe its been 4 years since you wrote this.. has it been that long? I remember reading this years ago.. nice to re-visit these 'old' poems! |
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