"What a man can be, he must be"

There is no sweeter sight,

Then the beauty of my love,

With my love, I can move mountains,

and touch the stars above,

If I were blind,

her true love would guide me to her soul,

With her true beauty that only I know,

I have been given a gift and a curse,

And now I wait,

I debate, hesitate, and try to relate,

Is it too late?

Her smile is so bright and is that for me?

And my heart will not stop waiting so patiently,

for that day…Our day!

When I see her smile again,

I will just let her be,

The love I remembered,

So fun,

So happy,

And so full of glee,

I will remember my time,

in her smile sunshine,

warming my pain,

and peeking my mind,

My beautiful gaviota.

Michael J. Brown