HER!

I roll my eyes

Type my fears

Almost feels like the end is near

My ears are tired from hearing and listening

My fingers are tired from all the typing.

I look out of the window

There she is

Carefree as the birds

Sweet as a dove

Innocent as the baby born last night

Her smile is genuine

You can see the shine in her eyes

You can see the twinkle in her smile

Her lips are pink with a touch of red

From the bite of her teeth

She sings in a tuneless tone

But it has a lot of soul

She speaks to the birds

Whispers to the bees

Whistles with the wind

All the while strolling through the field

Her hair glows in the sun

It flows down her back

Sways back and forth

As she dances to a beat that only she can hear

Her heart has not been scared

It is whole with no trace of hurt, regret or pain

I wish she could stay that way

Never cry

Never hear a lie

Never die

Live her life in that happy bubble

Surrounded by love and life

© thelma migue, 2014

A cizoepoetry collection