Page 16 - PoemsNeathTheWesternSky

I can see the blue skies

Where other skies are gray
And I see children laughing

In the meadows where they play

I can see the Cattle Grazing

Just below the rise
And I can see a rainbow

From the twinkle in your eyes

I can see the Sweet grass

Swaying gently in the breeze
And I can see the sunrise

Through golden Aspen trees.

I can see your heartbeat
Where Eagles cast their spell

And I can see your sweet Love
As deep as any well.

So when you stop to ponder

On reflections you hold dear

Just remember Darling
I will be your mirror