The tranquil beauty that lay before my sightless eyes
was a magician's masterful illusion contrary to the sad
reality of her trickery and feigned love.
It was a shimmering,elusive picture of wonder,beauty
grace,and honesty ever attempting to overshadow the
truth of how she truly was.
It shattered my sweetest dreams and turned them into
ghastly pictures of tortured sensibilities,and trying
times for my wrecked heart brought upon me by her devious
ways and perverted conceptions of what love really is.
So I am left here lie in the sack clothe and ashes of
tortured reality seeking to overcome the wreckage and revive
my elusive dreams of true love and happiness.
Donavon Scott Vinson
** A poem about being aware of what a person is truly all about.
I thank God for the reality and warmth of my lovely Margaret's true love."
