Purple
Its been six years, and the foremost memory of her smile still shakes my heart
Sunny, Bright was the day, her hair was tied into a ponytail I will never forget
Full of life, yet shy she sat to her lonesome, and I watched in amazement
Questioning the future of what it would become, I loaned her a pencil, well a little part
The days followed a routine, and my eyes captured her in still framed memory to later see
I felt as if it was all meant to be, for she fit the perfect match to my soul
Litle by little she did smile and I fell in love with her smile, my heart it stole
To the day I cannot get over the belief that she is the one to keep me forever, and I plea
Timid I was, for such beauty dwells in her inner being, not to mention how gorgeous she is
I kept an open eye until one day she didn't return to her seat, she was gone
I felt as if the world had abandoned me, and I never even spoke to her, and already it was done
I begged the clouds and skies for her to return, yet only the memory of her joy came to please
Days went to pass, and nothing of her return I heard
Whom to question for a shy soul I am, I gave into the sad fact
Not knowing of what the future was, I didn't know how to react
I wept, like a child to my own shadow and my shadow did laugh at me so harmless to be a bird
Fate never laughed, for she came back into my life
Held my hand every step of the way, I love her with my all
With her by my side I shall stand tall
Paula, my love, my moon, my wife, her favorite color is purple
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