Through the window,
I see the trees,
through the window,
I see you,
I see you smile,
and your hair it blows gently in the breeze,
and you wave at me,
and blow a kiss to me,
and I smile,
and it is framed in my memory,
a jewel in my mind,
a jewel of a memory,
a moment,
with you looking so heavenly,
so heavenly like an angel,
a glorious angel to me,
an angel standing there so beautifully in the sun,
rousing my heart,
and I, then got up from my seat,
and it was like the four-minute mile,
a quick leap,
a rush,
to be with you as fast as I could be,
to be in your arms again,
and filled with your charms again,
oh, what a memory, captured in time,
oh, the beauty of you so angelic,
and heavenly calling to me.
About The Author
