La Wanda Parks
Our Daily Visit
When you see the sun inch slowly away
that will be me having one last look at your day.
When you see a star fall out of the skies
that will be a tear leaving my eyes.
When you see a petal from a rose as it doth part
that will be me when I broke your heart.
When the early morning breezes fill your air
that will be me rearranging your hair.
When you are watching the ripples across your lake