Oscar Mayer

How I wish my words could waver,
tremble you like others do.
I’d write of things that sadness brings,
..or hope, and love, and other fruit.

How I wish you knew, that I shake the same,
just looking at you.

My eyes may look bright,
but that is your light.
Caught and reflected,
my blessed perspective.

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