The Color In Her Eyes Speak

The Color Of Her Eyes I sent her my all, my very best Rainbow flowers wrapped in true- expressions of love and tenderness, all the goodness she was due! I sent her, gentle touch each day An echo of my eternal burning fire- so hot, so hot it melts the sky, birthing each day great Love anew! I hold her, with hands that need Kind that knows no mortal bounds- soft petals on this wild flower, saving both hearts that so bleed! I hold her, in joy we are blessed Life sings us a paradise realm- where each moment fills our heart, on a ship with Eternity at the helm! The color of her eyes told me all! Robert J. Lindley -No date, a rewrite Note , Very old poem written when I was 19 years old, for my first wife.This morn decided to shorten and rewrite a few verses. This is the resulting poem. A combo of the old and the new-- just as life presents us!