A Smile Lines Your Face
At night - trapped
space - I lay awake,
lift my head
to watch you as you
sleep.
Black hair - thinner now,
your beard rough, and
your eyes closed.
Peacefulness surrounds
me as your eyes flutter;
probably dreaming.
A smile lines your face.
My eyes close -
I know I am safe.
Nancy Duci Denofio
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MUSIC is POETRY are words we hear day and night, words which flow together and become a part of our day.
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