Sonnet # 218
He spends his days thinking of you
on a rainy day or when the sky is a brilliant blue
a new day when hope is replenished anew
how clear is his picture of you
your smile your walk
the sensual sound of your voice when you talk
tiny hand gestures that little thing you do
it annoys you when he says “it’s cute..”
don’t you just love to dance
surround yourself with love and romance
with light and beauty you fill your soul
so completely knowing how to make yourself whole;
He spends his day day-dreaming of you
he knows the world is a better place because of you!
Clyde A. Wray
February 28, 2009
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