The one that I call mine, for which my eyes can see no other
Her given name is Denise, I just call her babe, our children call her mother
Me, I've changed a bit over the years, gained some worry lines and some gray
And I wasted precious time for us to spend together, It breaks my heart to say
She's strong, though she fears time, she fears time on her own
And I understand because while we've been together, she spent so much alone
She worries time is chasing her, trying to steal her looks and her youth
But I can tell you after all these years, she's never looked more beautiful to me
And that's the simple truth
And I know things will be just what they will be
But I wish she could see herself through my eyes
Then she would see just what I see
(2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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