A View

Every time I look into your face, it slides from gladness to gloom. I don’t know where or when I lost you, but it seems to soon. When each day starts fresh, I have hope in my heart as I catch sight of your shimmering smile and flowing red hair, I know God is proud he created beauty such as yours to share. Where did I go wrong? What have I done to have this pain stacked upon my shoulders? To endure the hollowness I feel. When our eyes fall on one another’s view, you see what I and I see what you and as the spears of shooting white light subside, we fall in love again, you with me and me with you because we caught a glimpse of each others view. © 2010 Charles Dennis http://www.charlesdennis.netne.net