If I should fail to smile and say “Good morning,”
Or miss the lovelight shining in your eyes,
How radiant your face, like new sun rising
Or warmth of summer in the pleasant skies,
Then you may know my soul has had its parting,
And I am just a husk behind my face,
When I am not responsive to the blessing.
Which makes this world a lovely dwelling place.
Published February 1984 Valentine Issue