Coming and going from day to day
preforming tasks as I always have
no outward sign of changes inside.
None can tell that as I look about
my minds eye but sees her soft dark hair
that my fingers so want to caress.
Nor my inward smile of contentment
remembering those sparkling green eyes
staring back at me so lovingly.
My memory playing the music
of her accented sweet lilting tones
in talk, in laughter, in every sound.
Her expressions and movements abound
in my every day, my all day thoughts
and she inhabits my every dream.
Oh how these constant visions of her
have enriched my heart so totally
that a day without her is not thought.