You have left <br />your beauty within me <br /> <br />(as if asleep) <br /> <br />and it awakens <br />now in mind <br /> <br />as if grass glistening <br />after rain <br /> <br />more green than green <br /> <br />an unseen <br />seen <br /> <br />your laughter <br /> <br />like birds <br />leaving a sky empty <br /> <br />filled now with both <br /> <br />their absence & their presence <br /> <br />your voice <br /> <br />like fallen snow <br />becoming everything it touches <br /> <br />that quiet whiteness <br /> <br />your words <br />a trail of footprints <br /> <br />... you have left... <br />(your beauty within me) <br /> <br />and I strive to be <br />worthy of...it’s blossoming. <br /> <br />* * * * * * * * <br /> <br />Dear Miss Muse, as promised a poem that tries to capture the beauty of your poems but...fails miserably. But don’t despair of me as yet for you still blossom within me and you never know…I might… just …get.... … there…one day. Who knows? In the meantime(no please don’t hold your breath) thank you for being...Angie. <br /> <br />love Donall Donall<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-within-me-for-angie-on-reading-her-poetry/
