When all is quiet, and I
Fall into a pensive mood,
I sense your presence as no other,
You are in the room.
Happy 108th heavenly birthday,
To a moody lady I more understand,
For age has given me that wisdom,
To know how much the sands,
Of time have etched me
Into the kind of woman were you,
Your expression on my face,
Sad, content, your quiet smile, seep through.
Sensitive, a perfect lady to copy,
Such beauty deep, your soulful eyes,
I pray God lets me tell you my love,
When we meet in paradise.

By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)


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