Mar 2016
December 31, 2015
From the moment you stand
and walk from the bus
I saw you outside the window;
standing; your hair was firm
and your eyes were searching
And I looked up,
saw that you faded.
And as I return my eyes to nowhere
I once think,
How much I love the
way you walk
and the way your shadow beams
How much I love the way
your eyes lit up and see;
How much I love you,
And how much
I look forward to
the day
*I'll see you again.
From the moment you stand
and walk from the bus
I saw you outside the window;
standing; your hair was firm
and your eyes were searching
And I looked up,
saw that you faded.
And as I return my eyes to nowhere
I once think,
How much I love the
way you walk
and the way your shadow beams
How much I love the way
your eyes lit up and see;
How much I love you,
And how much
I look forward to
the day
*I'll see you again.
