Fredonia Eyes

FREDONIA EYES Deep in my life, when all the world was mine, and lost to everyone I'd ever known, so dark in day where sunlight doesn't shine except in silver streams all mine alone, she came in gentle, warm and summer rain, out of a misty light, with searching eyes, and all to soon she found all joy and pain before I had the time to realize. I'd never be the same, from just that look, into her eyes, so deep and far away, and then she read my life, that opened book, my heart had bared to her that summer day. The fear of God is all I can compare her blue of eyes; and how Anne, found me there. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet