A Soul He Peers

Celeste St. John
His hair is wispy still above his head
And when he walks a stride he glides across
A soul he peers throughout and judges right
Mine eyes have seen his piercing right through me
A tongue so lovely that I long to hear
So sweet is his a compliment so fair
His humor it has comforted my plight
Sustained me it has done through all the pain
A model if not prototype for me
To follow and to judge others alike
Is he and I remember always will
How he has changed my life eternally

Published by Celeste St. John

I write what I know. I believe what I hear. I have faith in what I cannot see. I know without knowing because I have faith. I write to let you all know what I'm seeing, hearing and knowing.  View profile

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