You used to smile
A flash of those beautiful dimples
It was easy as breathing for you
Your Eyes lit up all bright
So care free
You miss that person don't you?
The one who was spirited
Kind
Loving
A light about her... about you?
It's okay to miss her though
Because you are her.
YOU ARE READING
A few thoughts
PoetryPoetry is a different kind of story and I'd like to share some of it with anybody who's willing to Listen, Some are sad, some are happy, some are of pain, and some are of love, but none the less I hope you enjoy them.
