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Oct 2013
What is it that I see?

When I look into your eyes

What is it that I feel?

When I catch you looking at me

Something I find vaguely familiar

Something straining at the edge of memory

Yet I can’t quite place where I know it

Feels like an old friend

At one time we were inseparable

But time and age has changed this

What is it that you have?

That I admire so much
  

A child-like energy,

A love and passion like no other,

Seeing life in the eyes of youth;

That indefatigable exuberance

Oh to be young and alive once more…

The world and its joys and sorrows

How much more vibrant and radiant the colors

Than the rainbow we see sometimes

Colors of youth, life yet to live


What is it that I hear?

Carried by the winds and whispered in my ear

What is it that I taste?

Kissed by the summer sun and caressed by the gentle breeze

Lulled to sleep in the sweet liqueur of your loving embrace

The world once, a lovely place

Full of love and a lust for life

All that remains; but a fragile memory


And sadness while deep, my heart growing dark

A light dimly glows in the depths of my mind.

There you are still; my memory of you

And as I look at the world I am reminded:


The sun is your love warming icy heart

Forever faithful, you watch from on high

Your face is the face of a little child

Young and bright so full of life, of love

Your love is the mother singing her baby to sleep

Even the seasons talk of life.


Winter comes and all seems dead

Cold and empty, barren, lonely

It lasts so long all hope seems lost

When winter finally ends...

Mustering a last hurrah before it has to relinquish

Its death grip on the world and give way to---


The birth of spring!

The spring of hope, the spring of life,

Joy and hope rising up with the entire world

As is the way with many sad times in life


So when the world is cold and dark

I remember that spring is going to come

And when I look at all life around me

I see parts of you in everything and everyone.
Written by
showyoulove  34/M/Illinois, United States
(34/M/Illinois, United States)   
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