Has something changed?

A day begins with someone in my mind and I ask myself
Has something changed?

A moment of silence brings a smiling face infront of me
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

That sweet voice feels as a music full of love sang to me,
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

Few smiles on her face are everything else starts to fade away
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

Tiny bicker deems our whole day as The sad and a year long
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

Even death is seeming to be a better choice over her
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

Getting lost in her thought is the most beautiful magic around
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

Time spent, many attempts struggling just to finish this poem
and I ask myself, Has something changed?

There is a hint of satisfaction, as I am typing these words
So……… I ask. Has something changed?

Yes,
My whole life changed, when a precious little flower became my life
and everything  in it