Why can't she see it,
When I know its there.
When I tell her about it,
It seems as if she doesn't care.
She goes on with her life,
Doesn't give it the time of day.
Its not something that matters,
Its just her,its her way.
I plead my case to her,
She tells me I'm to kind.
She tells me to let it go,
Like her,I can't get it out of my mind.
If she could only see herself,
Through my eyes someday.
Maybe then I could convince her,
At least in some small way.
Her smile to me,
Like the rising of the sun.
May it be in my life,
Till my time is done.