Pages - Eilen Jewell

Pages fall like drops from melting eaves

Pages underfoot like autumn leaves

While I search for the words to make things right

Buried words always hidden from sight

I don’t know how to tell you all that’s here

In my flooded mind just the wrong way is clear

Ever underneath, sunk down too deep

The right words are somewhere, always out of reach

But let me string together a few at a time

And hope it can suffice with these few lines

To say I love you sounds far too weak

But it’s the strongest thing I know how to speak

My heart goes with you every day

So walk carefully here or far away

But walk proudly too, knowing you’re loved

My dear one, my flesh and my blood