On My Bed Lie 

On my bed lie
These things which I love:
A guitar of silence strung
A folio of songs I've written
      to fill the void of lonely nights.
But tonight my voice shall not be heard.
My Bible tells me stories of the God who loves me
Textbooks nearby explain them
Filofax and journal rests on Dougal
      itself an image of the past I recall
Memory is woven into all of these images.
And a folder of sketches lies closed.
A laugh captured,
An unposted letter, to a friend from college
A well-thumbed mini-atlas

All that it misses is you.
I would exchange all of these for you. 

gareth j m saunders
http://www.garethjmsaunders.co.uk
(c) 29 July 1995