Love's Mirror
(This verse is the result of an amazing observation my Stepdad made to my Mom on Valentine's Day a few years ago.)
My mother pauses just a bit;
her eyes well up with tears.
She thinks she's lost her beauty
to the hardships and the years.
Recalling all the good times that
she had when just a girl,
and kept her cowboy smiling with
her laugh and auburn curls.
Her face is showing wrinkles now;
her hair has turned to gray.
She wonders where that young gal went
that she saw yesterday.
Her cowboy stood beside her then,
and held her there in place;
eyes full of love, he turned her,
brushed the teardrops from her face.
He said, 'Now let me tell you,'
as he held her even nearer,
'of all the things I see in you---
let my eyes be your mirror.
I still see the bluest skies
whenever clouds are gray;
I still see you laughing at
the heifers when they play.
'I can see the horses grazing
just beyond the rise;
and I still see a rainbow in
the twinkle of your eyes.
I can see the hayfields swaying
gently in the breeze;
And I can see the sunrise through
the budding maple trees.
'I still see your heartbeat that,
to me, still casts a spell;
and I can see the Love in you,
as deep as any well.
Forget about that looking-glass!
'Cause I can see much clearer.
Remember, darling wife of mine,
let my eyes be your mirror.'
(For Floreann Cawley's Challenge)
By Wordworx
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