Only Way To Climb
The eyes behind a poet are deep and not so straight...
You can see beauty in front with a cover of faith...
Beyond their passion you can read a story that lives...
How love and hate has torn them but this poet still gives...
Her eyes see as far as the sky can climb and the sun can beam...
Yet the same tears can fall and hurt even when not seen...
Behind the beauty of this poets eyes is heart so strong that
can never fall, only climb...
Dedicated to a Special Poet
Tracie,,,
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