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MISTY EYED
Somewhere in never ending thought of you
the constant dream that comes but never goes,
are secrets of the past I never knew
and things about your life nobody knows.

You are the soul of life, reflected by
the very heart of everything you are,
the silver linings of a troubled sky
so close at hand, and yet so very far.

Out of a mist you showed up misty eyed
and have become the driving force of me,
I wonder now how many times I've cried
for reason that the heart can never see.

And might I say, I love you, would I dare,
when differences between us are so great,
when I am here, and you are over there,
and fences are between us, with no gate?

All through the night, and all through every day
I picture you, and sometimes speak your name
and have resolved myself to go the way
of loving you forever all the same.

The sorrow of departure, close at hand,
when we will lock our eyes for one last time,
and I will never come to understand
just why I love you so, it doesn't rhyme.

In parting, I have tried to let you know
perhaps to ease the pain of loving you,
and this is something I just had to show,
and you will be a part of everything I ever do.