HER SMILE

Her smile was glorious and bright

Like the first light of dawn on a mountain top.

Light sparkling in her eyes always reminded me

Of starlight reflecting in a clear mountain lake.

The bloom in her cheeks was matched only

By the soft blush of a rose covered with dew.

When she touched my hand, even lightly,

My heart would quiver in sheer ecstasy.

Walking in fields of clover and violets

Was always my favorite way to spend a day

As long as she was with me all the way,

My heart will always be hers until I leave.