Thursday 19 January 2017

Her

It’s been a long time Ive spoken to you.
You with the gap in between your teeth and hair messed up open
How have you been, my love?
Why do you look so weary, your bright shining eyes not anymore?
Have the regular ups and downs been difficult, and still counting?

I hear you, I understand.
Come, let me hug you with the warmest snug hug I can give
I see your pain, behind your hesitant laugh
I feel your tears, behind the comfort u give them
I hear your rantings, behind your ways of making them smile

But why don’t you see, beautiful, you are my favourite
Your soul is blameless, light and white
The way you love, a child is shy
The way you care, a mother’s peer
Why don’t you see, love, what I see in you

You are like Sweet wine, well rounded rolling on the tongue
These scars have wrapped you like satin
Why do you quiver, why is your breath short
You are brave, my daffodil, in field of weathered grass
And you will be His favorite, keep Outshining.