A favorite poem from the journal of 2009 by reen 6/11/09

His Eyes

If I ever had a rock to keep me steady,

it is you.

If I ever had a light,

it shined brighter around you.

If I ever felt loved,

it was near you.

If I ever wanted to be held,

it was by you.

If I ever dreamed of loving eyes,

they were yours.

Staring into my soul.