WATERFALL

© RYAN GUILEY

Sitting by the waterfall,

As the mist gets in her hair,

As I hear her gentle voice call,

I look up and just stare.

I’ll I see and know,

Is that she’s just the best

Her face just gives a glow,

Sitting with her flower dress.

She lights up your world,

With her dangling curls,

She’s the prettiest and finest girl,

On the block, city and the whole world.

She’s doesn’t need make-up,

To look like a Hollywood star,

Never no terms, conditions or a prenup,

Or drive in a fancy luxury car.

She is the person, who she is,

Loving, caring, and romantic,

She married me, and never a Miss,

She is always my first genuine pick.

Every day her hair is flawless,

She wears attractive attire,

As a mom, she gives her best,

She makes me happy as I admire.

I can picture those occasions,

When we went out of town,

She is the answer to my equation,

That keeps my heart to pound.

Do you wonder what I do?

I just sit and think of you,

Sometimes I cry and ask why?

But somehow, I always get by.