IS THAT REALLY YOU?


The time has come, for us to see
Is that you and is that me?
I dreamed of holding you, ever so tight
I can't believe this is finally the night
I knew what you looked like without a pic
I wanted to hold you, knowing you were sick
Your eyes were so radiant as the sun in the sky
Your hair so soft, as a feather floating by
Although at times your beauty you may doubt
To me you are an angel that needs to be out
Your wings may have been tarnished a long time ago
But each friend around you will always know
As we become one, and are no longer two
I whisper softly in your ear...
IS THAT REALLY YOU?

Joe Henn