Her Poem by Austin Clark
Her
Across the path of life,
Stands waiting the one for me.
O’er the river spans the bridge
I have to cross to arrive at -
The beauty with but,
Delicate hair of golden silk,
Exquisite face of porcelain,
Shining eyes of sparkling stars,
Smiling outwardly at me.
I look at her with a passion of love,
And know she’s truly mine.
Forever, forever…
As long as I endeavor.
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