See For Me

by Skyler   Dec 11, 2015


Painting indigo on eyes
That bring the starlight 'round reprised
See for me on Saturday
She has a hand to hold

Strolling idly in the grass
plucking violets to the last
See for me on Sunday
She wears a coat to stay the cold

Lush lips mouthing charming words
Blushing red at what she heard
See for me on Monday
She still has dimples on her cheeks

Leaves that crunch in eager stride
The orange of autumn leaves outside
See for me on Tuesday
You hear the laughter when she speaks

On clearer days her grin is bright
Made stunning, clear by yellow light
See for me on Wednesday
She looks on things that make her glad

The deepest green in pools of jade
The depth can make a man afraid
See for me on Thursday
Those deep green eyes are never sad

Beneath blue skies I feel so small
Does she remember me at all
See for me on Friday
That she doesn't hear my name

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Skyler,

    This is another wonderful and refreshing poem from you here. The content's imagery is fantastic and effortless and the rhyme scheme you have employed here is clever and not too often seen on here.
    Well done and all the very best,
    Ben