The Girl Who Never Poem by Jeri Martindale

I watched her walk away in the blink of an eye, never heard her cry Goodbye.
Our souls lost touch, we didnt see eye to eye, but we took the days as they passed by.

I knew the pain that she had witnessed, I could feel it deep inside. That is when she said Goodbye.
She acts as if I barely know her however we are much alike, only different situations, different times.

Her blonde hair blew in the wind; I heard her coming back to me. Was it her at my door?
Even after the things she had said, I hoped that my love shone, because I really did understand.

Still waiting for that day to come, for her to open her soul to me again, like she did that time the love of her life flew into the wind.
She believes that he is still with her, I say he follows his love. He will always be her heart.

She thought that I was not there, yet I sat patiently waitig for her, feeling that she would let me know.
I had almost given up hope, she showed up on my doorsteps, she wore the brightest smile I had seen from her in years.

Somehow saving me once again, she was with me for a week and she looked so beautiful holding my angel.
I just wish that she knew that I lost him too, I felt it when he left.
I know where he is though; he is in the stars, watching, looking, he is guarding my little angel.

She decided to take some time off. Someone else needed her soul, if only she would take the time to heal her own.
She will lay down tonight in a bed that is not her own an she may
never close her tired green eyes.

Her life is flying in front of her face, often she does not notice it coming; however, the day will come when reality will come to see her.
Once it happens she will quiver and it will return her soul. She will come when it is night.

Tonight I shall sit back and wait, watching the clock, tick, tick; she will be here soon or time will get her.