Every Time She Looked

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Every time she looked,

he couldn’t get any better.

He was the guy she adored

and her world belonged to him.

 

He’d be there keeping her from being sad,

through the every day,

through the good and the bad.

 

She could count on him,

from friend, to lover, to husband

and their love was forever sealed.

 

He was always there,

never did she have to fear,

from baby to baby,

from year to year.

 

She knew he would be there,

giving her the love she needed,

holding her hand and loving her.

 

The years that went by,

didn’t matter to them.

They were always together,

through rain and through shine.

 

The kids grew up,

the grandkids came.

They grew old together

and still in love.

 

Now as the twilight years have come,

their love has mellowed like fine wine.

Together they’ve built a life,

overcoming every strife.

 

Even now her husband,

still looks to her as he once did.

The years haven’t taken a thing –

every time she looked.

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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One Response to Every Time She Looked

  1. Lovely. A dream that so many of us long for.
    Love the begonias too.

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