Missing You…

The world is passing by in a tizzy

Speed and attention everywhere

Solace nowhere to find

Treasure boxes rare to come across,

Here I stand staring at the sky

Looking for an image of you

Your smiling face,

I join the stars

Though they are blinking far away

To form your face;

Which always had been beautiful

Those sparkling eyes

The rosy lips

Which I saw very late

But that soft and lovely heart

For which I fell

To have that innocent child

That in you, you have always nurtured

That purity angels have.

 

 

 

 

 

Published in the AECIAN, 2010…