I hear her voice,
I know she is hard at work.
She hears my voice,
I feel her smile.
That special smile,
Which began oh-so-long ago,
And oh-so-far away,
Yet still, in an instant, it is mine.
I listen to her words,
My mind dances with her thoughts,
She knows...
I begin to understand
That special smile
Her heart,
Her warmth,
Her spirit,
My joy
Forever....
Bob Bevard
8-29-2007 2:34 a.m.
Copyright ©2007 Bob Bevard
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