This One Thing

When the rain washes through us

And the colors of life

Splash like water

In our eyes

And we find a moment of peace

From the chaos of daily life

My mind

It often rewinds

Back to us ~

And I have never asked for much

But this one thing

A need

A touch…

When the warm sun turns to chill

And fall leaves wander aimlessly

Through these empty midnight streets

I ask only that your hand

Be some where within the reach of mine

At least one time

Again

Before all this is done.

Charity​