A quirky smile

As a young lad. 
Mid to late teen. 
I constantly had. 
A beautiful recurring dream. 

Her face. 
Shimmering in the light. 
Full of grace. 
Turned meek into might. 

In each dream. 
A different place. 
Was always seen. 
And always the same face. 

A stranger. 
I shall meet. 
Delivered from danger. 
With a smile and a greet. 

For you see. 
I know her in my heart. 
On that day for me. 
My happiness shall never part. 

I have seen the world in that dream. 
And how true loves brings peace. 
Been places I've never seen. 
A meeting of two souls in a little town of Greece. 

I'm old now but still I wonder. 
Why this dream of mine. 
I sit and ponder. 
Can make my dull grey life shine. 

Her face always shinning. 
I loved her at first sight. 
A quirky little smile always reminding. 
Loving without any fright. 

Her hair flowing. 
Soft and long. 
And her green eyes glowing. 
Her voice an angels song. 

The dream stopped in my military days. 
As I was forged in battle. 
Had I lost her in my ways. 
Sad and alone in Seattle. 

My whole life I have felt torn. 
From the love of an unknown face. 
I greeted her on yesterday's morn. 
And I felt all of her grace. 

As if my life was whole.
When we crossed in time. 
Dreams that come and go. 
Life of love now mine. 

Did yesterday really occur. 
I can not stop the smiles. 
No longer is the face a blur. 
And no longer searching the miles. 

For now I know. 
Where she is now. 
The face that did glow. 
Loves me somehow. 

Now my search is done. 
Life is no longer grey. 
But filled with fun. 
Now a wonderful dream I would say.