Crash Into My Life
Did you mean to crash
into my life this way
leaving everything so topsy turvy as you left?
Did you mean to tell me that you
didn’t know I’d care?
Did you really think I’d laugh
and walk away.
How small you must have thought me
if even for a moment you believed
I could smell roses in the air
and taste Champagne again
and walk away at midnight
to rake my leaves
and give up life again.
Danielle Steel (1982)
I have been doing some cleaning out (as I am want to do with my good intentions) and came across this book of Love Poems by Danielle Steel. So, I decided to share a poem or two with you.
The blurb on the inside cover reports that Ms Steel’s mother was Portuguese and her father German. One thing that continues to amazed me is the amount of different languages in the world. Danielle’s family all speak eight languages, their common language being French.
However, the most universal language that we understand and communicate with, regardless of our place of birth, family or culture, is the language of ‘love and loss’.
Danielle Steel’s poem (above) on love and loss makes me wonder – how many people are out there in the world just raking up leaves?
May you experience more love in your life than loss!