There are Days

There are days that stay with you.
Long warm days that play with your memories and with time.
Passages from on heart to another.

Those are the best days.

Ones that give you freedom to trust, love and to hope for things unseen.
the days that you are the lovely daughter, Happy son, Beautiful wife.
When the world turns just so, allowing you to see the rays of heaven in someones eyes.

I long for those days.

For a tiny lingering moment of some forgotten thing I cannot touch.
For a fraction of a moment I think I can see it. 
There just beyond the setting sun, Just over the last hill.

The flash of a single hope.

A day that brings life and light from the edges of what was so bleak.
A time when just a kiss means you are not forgotten.
A smile telling more than words might ever say.

When all the world for me is right.