'Deep into The Mirror'
White roses touch my heart,
Brown eyes still touch my soul,
I look deep into the mirror,
And wish for days of 'ole,
When we had walked together,
Hand in hand, we slowly strolled,
Now tears fall down my cheeks,
I long for days of old,
For I so deeply love you,
I still dream of your sweet face,
Time has not, nor will it ever
Erase, your tight embrace,
For my hands still reach for you,
Your touch, they seek to find,
Forever, and always my love,
My soul, for you will pine.
Rusty Blackwood.
Copyright 2001-09.
~ This is a very early poem, written in 2001.
It was a rather bleak period in my life and the one bright
spark was a long ago memory that I would recall, which became
the inspiration for this poem.~
R.B.
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