A smile; rooted in the soul, <br />Curving around the heart like a vine <br />Sprouted in the face of a baby drunk with joy <br />And in those eyes in high spirits <br />Was a picture of what life with you used to be <br /> <br />A sense I can only feel when in the world inside sleeping eyes <br /> <br />The door sighs, I strain my itching ears <br />Rays from my eyes brighten up my gloomy room <br /> <br />Again the west winds make a plaything of my heart <br />Blowing currents of naked hope <br /> <br />The cold nights torment me sour <br />The mornings make a mockery of me; <br /> <br />for I wait with hope; for yesterday to return.<br /><br />konye ori<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-nest-4/
