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.