She understands my thoughts in day
She feels the loneliness I dont say
She recognises the pain as I lay
In the conundrum of life I do pray!
The sound of wind is all I hear
The color of black is all I see
The essence of mud is all I smell
She is the one whom all I tell!
I sit on this porch watching the sky
In wonder of the Gods up so high
As the distant barks of dogs near
I hold her tight not to loose her out of sight!
She fights her way from my plight
She sings her way into the night
She knows her limits just as right
And she holds me tight in my delight!
I love the last line! Almost Shakespearean: “And she holds me tight in my delight!”
thank you again.
You might also like to read “First Love”.. The link is https://pbabli.com/2013/02/11/first-love/
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