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.
clearly.
as if you were
standing
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
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.
clearly.
as if you were
standing
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
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 5:28 PM
1 Comments:
I love you too James, and I'd tell you not to ache for me, but then that wouldn't be you; I'd be asking you to play a part that would not come natural to you, and I wont do that to my friends.
You see in me more goodness than I see in my self and for that I thank you.
What a lovely piece of writing, so touching, so soothing, to be seen and understood.
I love you too James.
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