Gallery
When the light goes
And my eyes close
I go to my gallery.
Full of you, full of light,
Full of memories, moments
That I’ve kept and collected.
The most recent addition,
Work of art, masterpiece
Is you walking towards me
Up a stone staircase,
Sun at your back,
You glow like this more than you know
Step, step, step,
And you smile to me, for me,
And I must be glowing too.
I’ll keep this one forever.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2018
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