My Gift
There are many gifts I have been given,
I know of not a few that I have cherished,
There is one though that I must confess,
Yes one that I would never love the less,
It is my best friend on this earth,
The one who reminds me of my worth,
Who does not allow me to sing a dirge,
No but positive thoughts will always urge,
She helped me through my darkest days,
She deals with my suddenly sullen ways,
When I was a young man I thought I knew what love was…
I was not aware of the many facets, yes how deep it could go,
It is as steady falling snow, when it starts you cannot be sure of the depth,
As the snow keeps falling its effect keeps growing,
It is in this way love is so strong, it is the knowing…
Knowing that I can always count on my gift,
This is from years of living, years of giving,
It is true I still get a thrill when I hold her hand,
Now however it is as if her blood flows from her hand to mine,
It routes through my veins it reaches my heart…
My heart will flutter any thought of absence will make me shudder,
I never thought words would be enough…
The effort had to be made, I was purposely dramatic,
You see I wanted to be emphatic…
I love my gift, I love my Cherilyn…
Joseph James
© 9-1-08 I love you Cher, May God bless you. Happy Anniversary…
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