Beautiful Even In Silhouette
beautiful even in silhouette
i am an artist from paper to pen
you inspire my desire like the calmness of a friendly fire
a breath of fresh air you are
you take my hand as i shed tears for my First Love
ALS has no mercy on one who was born weaker
her decline was a spoiled wine in the middle of a burning pine
the greatest teacher she was
i give God Praise for the gracious goodness of your understanding
you kiss the last tear running down my cheek and i immediately feel better
the Weaver obliterated each deceiver that results in i being her greatest believer
gladly proving me wrong she has done
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2022
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