In the Eyes of a Woman In the Eyes of a Woman A Story unfolds ... Once clear and so bright Now tired ,dim and old. Her story of  life Held captive in her eyes ... Answers and Questions Gathered over time. It's hard to fathom They could ever hold ... All of  tears that she's wept... Or understand What she has seen... And All the secrets She kept. Her eyes hold no mysteries They mirror her soul ... Exposing her spirit Once bright and bold. The only sparkle Is a tear in her eye ... The only light is a beacon That searches for "Why" . Alive with the hope That maybe one day ... Her eyes shall behold Why she was made. So this sustains Her She journeys on ... Capturing memories Both painful and fond. Yes , Alive with the hope That  just maybe one day ... Her eyes shall behold the reason Why she was made.     By: Pam Gallo copyright 2007