Cradling Youth
I have felt everlasting bliss.
With beauty so uniquely rare,
a thousand glances; I do stare.
Stealing my soul with just one kiss.
She doesn’t understand the spell,
she’s woven and crafted so well.
Her laughter sends my heart amiss.
Brining joy to my fruitless life,
a dancing heart without the strife.
How can one being cause such this?
A sphere of complex emotion,
entwined with love and devotion.
Our days of youth daughter, I’ll miss.
As you reach higher for the stars,
know the universe is still ours.
Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2010
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