Purple

Its been six years, and the foremost memory of her smile still shakes my heart Sunny, Bright was the day, her hair was tied into a ponytail I will never forget Full of life, yet shy she sat to her lonesome, and I watched in amazement Questioning the future of what it would become, I loaned her a pencil, well a little part The days followed a routine, and my eyes captured her in still framed memory to later see I felt as if it was all meant to be, for she fit the perfect match to my soul Litle by little she did smile and I fell in love with her smile, my heart it stole To the day I cannot get over the belief that she is the one to keep me forever, and I plea Timid I was, for such beauty dwells in her inner being, not to mention how gorgeous she is I kept an open eye until one day she didn't return to her seat, she was gone I felt as if the world had abandoned me, and I never even spoke to her, and already it was done I begged the clouds and skies for her to return, yet only the memory of her joy came to please Days went to pass, and nothing of her return I heard Whom to question for a shy soul I am, I gave into the sad fact Not knowing of what the future was, I didn't know how to react I wept, like a child to my own shadow and my shadow did laugh at me so harmless to be a bird Fate never laughed, for she came back into my life Held my hand every step of the way, I love her with my all With her by my side I shall stand tall Paula, my love, my moon, my wife, her favorite color is purple