Heart of Gold

She walks with a smile,
letting the wind guide her
on her daunting, sad quest;
laughing all the while,
trying to be her best -
even when I'm not beside her.

She has a heart of gold
and eyes that burn like fire.
I tell this to everyone,
but the picture never gets old.
Her face shines light the sun,
even when I'm not beside her.

She cares for everyone,
yet places them all higher
than me. I love her so -
but it stops being fun,
so I tell her to please go:
I'll trade the gold for something lighter.


~J.V.Harker~
~1 April 2009~