As Real As The Cool Breeze Poem by Brett White

As real as the cool breeze Above,
The cascading leaves of Love
Change their shape with the 'morrow.
Her picture is an effigy of sorrrow,
But for her I'd beg, steal, or borrow:
Just to see that radiant smile again...
Please kill the pain of this refrain.
I often wonder will I ever be the same?
For I am wholly defeated at this game,
Yet I did my best for so many years,
Yet I did my best in the face of jeers.
I kept my Spirit aloft with faith alone,
And I am in awe of God's celestial throne.