Streaming Light
From a
dying ......sun.
Brings scant warmth.
For the clouds,
have watered down,
it’s rays.
I hear your laugh, within......
a memory.
I see those,
twinkling eyes.
That sometimes,...... paled.
Filled by a sorrow.
That went deeper, than ....
any knew.
And my love has dimmed.
Has, lost its form.
Though it’s always clear
to to all.
Them that know.
For it
Has a transparency ....
Giajl © Jim Love