6/30/13

The Handkerchief
By Deborah Burch


I found your handkerchief today
it's still folded in a square.
Inside a drawer put away,
as if you'd left it there.

I wrapped my hands around it tight,
then pressed it to my chest,
as tears began to cloud all sight,
my heart filled with unrest.

I searched to find you in the folds
though nowhere was your smell,
just mem'ries now, my heart still holds,
of love time cannot quell.

I found your handkerchief today,
reluctantly it's put away.


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Deborah Burch is a multi-faceted talent. Accomplished in the arts of voice and song writing, she dabbles in the field of acting. She is also an accomplished horsewoman who has trained horses for international competition. Her wild life prints decorate the walls of many venues in the US, Europe and Canada. She has spent her life thus far in tending those in need. Nursing has provided the bread for her table. Writing is her joy, and the tool she uses to re-find her sense of self.