Torrington, Ct, Usa
A morning like the ones before
grown ill with repetition.
With same old sights, my eyes grew soar
begging for a new vision.
Till afternoon came with a site
that brought me to my knees
a brilliance in the rays of light
found me upon the breeze.
The smile that she sent my way
could stop a heart from beating
and words I struggled hard to say
to justify the meeting
she walked on bye, my eyes went low
to hold her grace forever
but images I had let go.
My heart began to sever
an evening like the ones before
grown ill with repetition
with same old sights, my eyes grew soar
than closed in self submission.