Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sunday Poem of the Week



I see her eyes in the mirror

Her skin on my body

Her color in my hair

And I think of miracles

And I think of her impression

on my life

The love I carry in my heart

for this woman

is probably unequaled

To the love she carries for me

lgm 10/94

5 comments:

Raven said...

Decided to check in on you before heading for bed. This is exquisite.

Michelle Quinno said...

That is amazing!!

I thought you looked like your dad but you really look like your mom! Love those polaroids.

Dianne said...

Oh My! Look at you all in red, you're just a bundle of joy. And you still are.

You and your Mom are lovely.

And the poem makes me want to hug you.

Aunt Sooooz said...

Lovely. You are a writer, my dear. Keep going!!
xoxoxoxo
Suzie

~ej said...

that was wonderful :)