LETTER 185 – BURNING BRIGHT
BURNING BRIGHT
© RYAN GUILEY
Her hair blows in the night,
As her eyes are burning bright,
With love to give in her heart,
As she is immaculate and sharp.
A twinkle is in her shining smile,
As I turn down the radio dial,
Proud to hold her tender hand,
Sparkling is her wedding band.
In August, I put it on her finger,
Knowing I would never linger,
That moment in time remains,
As she took my family last name.
Dreams and aspirations are inside,
My wife, best friend and bride,
She guards, while I protect,
20 years ago, we intersect.
The sparks flew that afternoon,
Hoping to see her again soon,
I knew that instant, it was certain,
She was the one with the hair pins.
Each time she walks in and appears,
I always look and just stare,
How fortunate I am to be her spouse,
As there will never be no one else.
All I can do is just to love you,
Our love goes on and is so true,
No matter who tries and destroys,
As I am so confident and poise.
I had a dream, as I walk by,
As I saw the sparkle in your eyes,
As the happy tears came down,
As I could hear you heart pound.