Sarah's Touch
Your subtle laughter and gentle touch,
reminds me again, your love means so much.
Anytime, anywhere, a smile on a face,
welling up inside, a tear leaves its trace.
No sadness looms, laughter only,
a heart sits alone, but never lonely.
Memories fill my mind, leaving no void,
my thoughts racing, over what we enjoyed.
My lips, whisper your name,
God's grace, helps keep me sane.
She said "good-bye," gave a "see-ya" wave,
I struggle to let go, with me to the grave,
Bright white smile, blue-green eyes,
so little lows, mile high highs.
Dreaming of, touching your cascara,
feeling your soft touch, no mistaking - tis' Sarah.
©2000 Randolph D. Brown Jr.
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