"memories and history" -
I see your face in every pond
and bluest sky,
Your purest gleam by voices coo
on e'ry sparrows sigh,
With tears of joy through splendored
rainbows kiss,
I miss your mischief starlit
twinkled bliss,
The whispers of your name by breeze
through prairie wheat,
Caressing kisses form my face by
summer's gentle heat.
Quietly expressed by me this very way.
Each hidden sense of you for e'ry day.
JM 2004-Dec-09 2:02 am
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