You think that people would have had enough of silly love songs!
I look around me and I see it isn't so. Oh no.
Sir Paul McCartney (b. 1942)
And Maybe, Just Maybe
Woman of kind heart and of tear-tired eyes,
of dark hair dashed with gray, of forthright speech,
compassionate soul by many trials grown wise,
I want to learn all that you have to teach.
I'd like to help you, brave amid distress.
I'd soothe your nettled brow. I'd kneel beside
your beautiful and weary feet, to kiss
the ground made holy by your gentle tread.
I long to be the one who binds your wounds,
who mitigates your pain, eases your hurt,
who listens to you as the day's toil ends,
and evening comes at last to heal the heart.
And maybe, just maybe, once in a while,
I'd even be the one who makes you smile.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2021-12-26 at 12:00
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