
I am taken by the image of her eternal joy,
As I look deeper, I see her perilous fears,
I see her never-ending love and her might,
Dancing together as they have for years.
Her prayers and her stories take shape,
And come to life and unmask her sorrow.
I look upon her wishes and their innocence,
As she shows me her dreams for tomorrow.
I am overcome by this battle of emotions,
As she becomes the sweet music to my ear.
And as I give my all to part from her lips,
I see this divine scene in that lonesome tear.
About the Creator
Kashyap Patel
I write poems and short stories. I hope you like it. :D
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