GOD'S BEST WORK

They were the reason for my jealousy

They made the world seem so divine

He loved her sweet smile with all his heart

And he was the reason behind her smile.

I once heard him tell her

Darling you look pretty in that red dress

He said her face was God’s best work

And that his love for her could never rest.

She was walking along the pavement thinking of him

Of the words he used to say and mean

Of all the nights she held him close

She sees yellow lights erasing all her thoughts

And she screams ‘Jesus! He needs me more’

Lord let her go for him

With her distorted face but the same beautiful eyes

She met him with her heart brimmed with love

She saw no smile no want in his eyes

He held her hands with an empty heart.

While she waited for his enchanting words..

I saw her today after a long long time

She sat there dressed in her same pretty red dress

I asked her where was he

And silence was her self defense

How could she fight the tears that never came?

As I walked away I saw him near the grocery store

He held a pretty woman in his arms

And I heard him say

‘Darling you look pretty in that red dress

Your face is God’s best work’