5/9/12

Seven
By Linda M. Crate


I wear your necklace
I wear your ring
you’re the one that
makes my heart sing —

hair colored like the
flaxen of the grain,
you’re quite amazing;
you drive me insane!

thoughts of you linger
when I gaze out my window —
you make my smile remain,
and cause happiness to flow

when I thought that I
couldn’t possibly smile,
it was then that you shot
joy longer than a mile

to embrace me in it’s arms —
everyday is a new heaven,
just to hear two strands speaking
in sympathy, and if seven

is the magical number may
I spend seven eternities with you;
because I know standing at your side
I would never again be blue.


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Linda Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. She has a Bachelor's in English-Literature from Edinboro University. Her poetry and short stories have been published in several magazines.