THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 
and this half smile/half frown
has been lacing my face of late.
It is great that I get to escort my girl
down the aisle to change her world
and that of her chosen mister.
Her sister stands as matron of honor,
and on her sleeve she wears the heart
of her mother where no other can reside.
Me and the bride, side by side for a brief while
longer. The emotions get stronger and the frown
is internal, this infernal feeling that she is stealing away
to play wife to the joy of her life. But that smile
takes over as I hand her over knowing her young man
made the right choice and the voice in my head
says what I need it to say. “She’s on her way!”
Way to go, Dad!
(C) Walter J Wojtanik – 2017
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