I saw her, with her dark, shiny hair.
A smile so sweet, she so sweetly will share.
A quick warm embrace, love from her soul.
I gave back her hug, with love as my goal.
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Her eyes are shiny, full of deep love.
Love that’s from God, down from above.
She is pretty, good kind and bright.
Maybe we’ll talk, to me a delight
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When I am speaking, she listens intently.
I hear myself speaking a little more gently.
She looks at me steadily, straight in my eye.
I look right back, feeling very much alive.
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Note: Written in an effort to preserve a great moment.
George Caywood 