Buckaroo... By Alisa M. Ben

Weeping, loudly in my ears, I hear yesteryear lingering, Your voice, so alive and so animated, trail behind the visions of your smile, Here I am, yet again, back where we meet and forever remain, Here I am, yet again, in your life that intertwines to mine, Smiling, your grin, a signature in this earthly whirlwind, Your eyes, so childlike and so divine, burn memories in my mind.