Your Changing Face
my days have become a dream
as hope has flown away
leaving the sand
to slip through my fingers
while hiding in the shadow of the sun
in secret we met
in silence I wept
floating in eternal space
on a moonless night
I try to enjoy the peace by the lake
as hours pass through me
allowing my mind to drift with the tide
I see the sorrows of your changing face
only you can gaze into my hungry eyes
igniting the fire from within
as I wait for the miracle to come
judgement is severe
Copyright © Betty Bateson | Year Posted 2015
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