Her face <br />shining in the dead of night. <br />Her soul <br />shining to keep the light. <br /> <br />She brings me back <br />from the edge I walk. <br />She brings me back <br />with a simple talk. <br /> <br />Her eyes <br />shining across the miles. <br />Her heart <br />shining through all the trials. <br /> <br />She brings me back <br />to a place I need. <br />She brings me back <br />where I don't bleed. <br /> <br />Does she know <br />what she's done? <br />Does she care <br />that I feel? <br />Can she know <br />that the light has won?<br /><br />Brian Hinckley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-face-2/
