Lost Poem by Sara Jo Andrews

I see him standing there,
I wonder what could it be
What I see in him
Whatever it may be
It drives me wild
When he is near, I get weak
When he hugs me
I feel a spark inside me
I wish he would hol me longer
But seems like
He is letting me slip farther
When I look into his eyes
I see that he can’t see or understand
What he has lost
Time is drawing near
For me to part with him
Will be more that I can bear…
-Sara Jo Andrews