Tuesday, July 31, 2007

For Lori

Your Eyes

a rare kindness
I've seen in your eyes,
felt in the reflections cast

from the waters of your soul,
of your pain, of your love . . .
scattered from the surface

like light into my eyes.

oh but I see you.


as if you were
right in front of me.

a saddened kindness
rising up from the depth
in your eyes.


I know all too well
that there are no words to suffice
when someone we love passes away,
especially when that someone is our father.

These are just some of my thoughts and feelings.
I love you, Lori. You are as special as one can be.

And my soul aches for you.

~ James
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