I Can Poem by Airda Jones

I can see it clearly
Orange and pink fading away
As the sun slowly
Disappears for the day

I can see it clearly
As the moon rises up high
With the sky as my witness
This will be my last lonely night

I can hear it clearly
The cool winds brushing my ears
While the water comes
In waves of happy tears

I can hear it clearly
The isolated beating of my heart
Echoing in perfect time
With his supporting part

I can feel it clearly
And I have never been so sure
And I never will be again
Like I never have before.