Ginny's Light

He goes to get her up for the day.
She gives him a pretty smile
He is pleasantly surprised.
He hasn't seen that in awhile.
His excitement is hard to contain.
A day off to a good start,
She could even remember his name.
And that's always good for his heart.
He might admit a flicker.
Some days it's gone a little dim.
But if the light ever dies,
You could never prove it by him.
Evening he prepares their dinner.
He sits down to feed her from a spoon.
Her favorite foods from his favorite memories.
He almost smells her favorite perfume.
Because Ginny still lives there
Behind those eyes.
As far as he's concerned
Her light never dies.
There they sit a perfect picture,
Captured by the same true love.
One she can't remember.
And one he can't forget.
He tucks her in tonight,
Raises the bed rail to prevent her fall.
He kisses her forehead before he leaves.
She remembers nothing. He remembers it all.
His dreams are all in color.
He relives the details of every kiss.
He always dreams of her.
Dreams where she knows who he is.


SG Wallace   2011