She Is Poem by Edwina Reizer

She is the wakefulness of morning,
The rising of the sun
that shines for me.
She is the sleepiness of evening,
the setting of the sun that let's me see
that every day I live,
I live for her.
And every breath I take,
I take for her.

She is the star I see
high in the sky.
The only one I know
that can make me cry.
In every place I look,
I look for her.
And every face I see
becomes a blur.
And somehow
I feel that sun will shine
and everything she is
I'll know is mine.