SHE IS...

SHE IS...

If I could hold her near,

I’d wipe away that tear,

Which falls from her eyes at night,

When she’s tucked in her bed so tight.

When I see pictures of her,

Her eyes portray a loneliness she must bear,

Beautiful is she,

To this world not only me.

She possesses such spunk and spirit,

To fall in love she should not fear it,

To be alone is a doleful way to live,

For in her is so much to give.

I know her, and I love her way,

If I could only show her maybe I could convey,

That falling in love is not a sin,

It’s a wondrous feeling from within.

She’ll tell you that all is fine,

But something’s missing just as it is in this heart of mine,

I know how loneliness feels,

It’s something only love heals.

She is, always was and forever will be,

Someone who is extraordinarily beautiful to me,

If only she’d let me hold her near,

There would never be a need for that nightly tear.

-brad