Such a gleaming; <br />crystal tumbling; <br />silhouetted in his <br />brown tearful eye; <br />cascading through <br />emotional light <br />where his iris there resides. <br /> <br />My heart stops <br />sensing joy <br />in that Silver Tear <br />'Yes I love you' <br />springs forth from my Deep Well <br />to my own voice adhered. <br />He now blinks <br />his swollen eye <br />and that tear <br />falls, falls <br />to Joys' Plateau. <br /> <br />His head is now bowed <br />kissing metaphorically <br />the Ground of Happiness <br />Sincere Love allows. <br />My son, <br />Revived.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/iris-brown/
