Arbors View .
Grace by Absolution .
Light . Hush Now Little Baby .
I Love the Way .
His Love .
. An Ever Changing Sea .
A Child of the King .
Under Crimsons Stain .
Is Worthy . You are the Smile in my Dreams .
My Leah has Passed on to
Glory . Eyes That See .
Our Box of Love on an Open Sea .
Clinging to the
Cross . The Empty Vessel .
I Kiss You Every Night .
Eyes That See...
I write now only to stave off the madness which
pursues my very soul.
Repetitive lines score the heart; bleeding the issue unto sorrow untold.
Some days flow like water and I am good for an hour or maybe two.
But then oh then I will taste the wind and realize the emptiness without
Just the other day a young lady at the store came on to me so sweet and
She laughed and made small talk; she spoke of a million things on her
She would flirt a little and then giggle; I smiled but inside I felt my
For I could not feel; and her presence was to me lost when I did not see
you in her eyes.
How odd of me she must have thought as she paid her bill for the
groceries she bought.
Twenty three years ago I would have known her number and her name.
But now…oh now I see only your eyes and nothing in this life is the
Mind you I was not rude; it was just her eyes Leah that told me this is
I feel cheated; I feel as my world of blissful joy has forever gone
And now this young woman because she had not your eyes would I give the
time of day.
Three weeks three days, not long, but it seems like a lifetime since you
Shall this heart ever heal from the searing and gaping wound?
Shall it Leah ever hold a place for anyone other than you?
I think not, for I remember how in sweet Godly love you would always
look at me.
For I see your eyes in my heart; I see them in flowers; I see them in my
You know that I still talk to you; do you know that in imitation I
answer me back?
It is no wonder now that I write these lines with a heart that seems so
How can I help others now; for no longer is it that others confide in
For now I cannot even help myself for in my soul it’s only your eyes I
How Leah…oh How?
J. Allen Wilson © 10/3/08