Wayne's Poem for Me

The blue in your eyes is like the blue in the sky , with beautiful clouds that roll on by.

Your lips are the red of the sun that kisses me when the day has begun.

Your face is the the field that is full of flowers, so beautiful that I could look at it for hours.

Your voice is the wind that blows through my hair, telling me you love me and that you are there.

I see and hear things that are you every day, and I know that you are with me in so many ways.

[Thank you, Wayne, for writing this for me. I love you.]