A light came into my eyes
Like a summer breeze,
It was your smile -
A radiance of such sweet
De light.
Have I met you before,
I wondered?..…
No, I would have known.
Have I felt that smile before?
How could I,
Yet still be alone?
You stood there,
Clear brown eyes a-sparkle,
Lips slightly parted,
I tried not to stare.
Did you even notice I was there?
A light came into my eyes,
Like a summer rose,
It was your beguile –
As if you'd beguiled me
Long ago.
Oh yes, your light fills my soul.


 De Dahl Simpson, Sydney, Gracias!!!