A Day Or Two

Isn't it amazing how love loves to speak So I kissed her lips after each cheek; When I looked longingly into her eyes How much I loved her would realize. My love was enough to move many mountains; Her face seemed soft like streams and fountains; Each time when a wave washed in to shore My great love for her grew more and more. While waiting for our front door to open For her to be here, I had been hoping And at night while looking way out far Saw her endless beauty in each shining star. Was welcomed each morning by bright dew Even though she had been gone a day or two Best day in my life for me will always be When she returned back home to me. jthorn5656@atmc.net