by Jeph Johnson
She stares through my cares
Deep into the night
Looking past the eyes
Of the one who'd hold her tight
And with her sleepy smile
She tells me it's alright
Kayla, sweet and gentle
Kayla smiles good night
She dreams quite extreme
Dreams that never stop
Looking in the lights
Of a convertible hard-top
And with her sleepy smile
She brings me another pop
Kayla, sweet and gentle
Her kindness never stops
She hides it inside
Her disguise of uniform
Waitressing her way
Until her life transforms
And with her sleepy smile
She keeps my coffee warm
Kayla, sweet and gentle
Kayla smiles good morn'
I KNOW SHE IS
VERY PROUD OF
YOU FOR THIS ONE
This is one of the most exquisite poems I have read---online
or offline. Bravo!!!!!!!!!