Pink Rain

taunting wind chimes
with smell of rain
as they sway dance
a slow tango
of lovers with
eyes closed
cheeks pressed
against each other
locked in
total surrender
forever
in soothing world
of wind chimes
swaying  graceful samba
with cheerful notes of
pink rain

Remembering Dad

A poem I wrote in 2008, as I was flying back home 

to pay my last respect to

 my father on his passing away 

another sunrise

another sunset

another day to come

time never learned

to wait for me

to come home

I said I would

I said if I could

come home to you

before you know it

I'd be home in a wink

but time never waited

for me to see your smile

fading away so quick

in a beat of my heart