The Fence by TeraS

Nothing much to say this time … Or perhaps there is … Something that matters… Always has… Always will.


The Fence
By TeraS


She lives on one side.
He lives just beyond.
They see each other.
They wave, they smile,
words aren’t always spoken, but are always said.

Some see a barrier, a boundary, something that divides.
They see a place shared, something that joins,
where things are shared, offered, given—
Not just the words … the hopes and dreams and …

Some cannot understand why this is,
why things are, how they came to be.
They understand … they just know inside
why things are, how they came to be.

Fences can make good neighbours,
can bring families together.
Fences offer a place to be.
They give thoughts a space.

Some fences reveal more:
telling of the distance between,
speaking of the moments shared,
listening to the secrets told.

This fence is a cherished place
where two souls meet,
two lives touch,
two friends wave.
This fence matters.

It matters for the light there,
for the hope there,
for the moments there,
for the healing there.

It is called just “the fence,”
but it isn’t just a fence:
It is … just … more.
It just is.



Thank you my heart…




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    • legion on March 16, 2015 at 12:14 pm

    Anything you have to say matters My Queen. As far as what you said this time… think it is true and I think your heart is better for it.

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    • James on March 16, 2015 at 12:56 pm

    *huggles from your heart, who will always come when you wave from the fence*

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    • Pocong on March 16, 2015 at 4:01 pm

    A barrier to some is a doorway to others. Nice poem!

    • avatar
    • David on March 16, 2015 at 9:51 pm
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    • TeraS on March 29, 2015 at 9:33 pm

    The certainty is. The words are. The thanks is mine always…


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