If I could paint a picture
Of what you are to me
I would use the colors of a Kona Island sunset
For the warmth of a hundred cherished memories
I would add a glimpse of fire glow red
As seen through an open door in the night
An invitation to rest and conversation
And then the pale color of dawn
When we have just drifted to sleep
After talking the night away
The blurred colors of a world going by so fast
That there’s hardly time to settle down
And spend a quiet moment together, anymore
I’d like to do that again someday
And finally, the colors of a rose garden
The one you never promised me
But have given me all my life
Lovely! It comes across how much you miss her!
So many lovely and loving images you have created here, Sharon. A very poignant tribute to the fine woman who "who never promised you a rose garden" but gave it to you with unconditional love. She was a strong, guiding force for you.