Hints of You
| Still I find hints of you In the cooling folds of bed cloths, Wrapped in light cotton print, Drawn by maroon wool blankets. |
| Still I find hints of you Within newsprint lined drawers, Tucked into cedar corners, Under piles of winter cloth. |
| Still I find hints of you Reflected from collected glass, On oak shelves hand polished, Glowing wood in afternoon sun. |
| Still I find hints of you, Smiling love, frowned reproach, Tear woven through image fabric, Warming the cold parts of my mind. |
-Scott L. Strait