I Think
I think I have found her ,I think.
I know when the sun comes up in the morn,
she is there.
When my heart and soul lose their way ,
she is there.
I think,
when I am far from home,
her bright eyes are beacons ,
which guide my way.
Her sweet Love is what ,
gets me through
the longest day.
Beautiful brown are their.
color,
and they shine ,
just for me.
If you see,
a smile on my face ,
I am thinking of the one ,
which is She.
For Karen
Copyright © Jim Skinner | Year Posted 2010
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