There you are
Looking at me
But who do you
Really see
I see you gazing
Face full of content
I wonder if you're caring
But you have a soul made of cement
I glance at you
And see you smile
But will I be beside you?
No...Not for quite a while
Even as you see me
You look right on through
Never ever realizing
How much I love you
May 18, 1997
Sara R. Barthol
