The Beauty Before Me: Poem

It's was June 2016 when I had this experience.

I’ll never forget the moment.

Her right hand was under her chin. She was talking about food and spices. But, I got lost looking into her brown eyes, the freckles around the bridge of her nose, and I swear at that moment I experienced all the good moments of her life looking deep into those eyes.

While finishing my wine I was thinking about the little girl within her. Then, the young lady inside. Then, she stood before me and asked me if I wanted one more glass of wine. I paid and went to the parking lot to write these words.

First poem to write in 30 years. It’s simple and cute.

Title: The Beauty Before Me

By: Bruce Hackmann 

Looking into her eyes

I see a world so deep

The little girl, the young lady, 
The beauty that stands before me

Her freckles on her cheek

Tell a story so rich

The little girl, the young lady, 
The beauty that stands before me

Her skin so soft

It speaks of a life so pure

The little girl, the young lady, 
The Beauty that Stands Before Me