Monday, November 16, 2009

Who You Really Are

Whenever I think of you
It’s always your wonderful eyes
Windows of the soul
Love lights on the world

At times I’ve seen your anger
Flashing eyes, storm clouds and wind
Other times I see the hurt and pain
The past re-played again

Our eyes show our soul-strength
The strength to hold to life itself
A tremendous strength of will
Who of us perseveres, only time will tell?

Through your eyes sometimes I see the joy,
A girl’s heart shining through
Now the loving, caring woman
Someone special and brand new

Chuck Connors, November 8, 2009

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