Friday, December 7, 2018

YOU ARE....- by Tim Kara




YOU ARE....

by   Tim Kara 


The sun's golden light slowly rises over the field
like your eyes opening with the fading night.

As the night retreats from the sun,
the field sparkles with the morning dew.

The dew moistens the roses
as tears of joy moisten my eyes.

With the rise of the sun the roses begin to bloom
like my heart swells every morning when I look at you.

As the field comes alive every morning with the sun,
so does my life with the opening of your eyes.

You're my sun, my rose, my love.