Love?
It is sad, yet true,
that our language has but one word to express Love.
I love you,
Is not just an expression that fits like a glove.
I like you,
I like you a lot!
I like you ever so much.
I like you, more than you can know.
I adore you,
I depend on you,
I feel like I am whole when I am with you,
You make me smile when I am sad, or glad.
Your laughter fills my heart.
Your voice can lift me up like no other,
I long to hear you, to see you, to touch you, to kiss you.
When we are apart I think of you often,
I long for your attention.
When I talk to others I speak often of you,
and think of you when I am alone.
You are my friend,
You are my best friend,
You are my heart,
You are my soul.
Without you it is me, not us,
and I like us, I like us a lot.
If ever I am in danger, your voice could dispel it.
If ever I am afraid, your hand in mine will give me strength.
you make all the difference in the world,
to me.
So assuming that is what you think of when you say it,
I love you,
It just sums it all up,
Lets seal it with a kiss!
STU - 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
How will they find their way?
As
You
Watch
Them grow,
Wishing for
progress to slow.
They push and push
to grow up fast, and as
They push you hold them fast.
Oh but if you could only reverse,
the flow of time, of aging like a curse.
To hold them back you know to be wrong,
to hold them close where they belong.
How hard it is to set them free,
though it fills them as you see.
Who will watch them when
they part, who will hold
their tender heart.
Your work is so
close to done,
They are now
solo, one.
I say good
bye to you,
My child,
I love
true.
STU 3/2011
You
Watch
Them grow,
Wishing for
progress to slow.
They push and push
to grow up fast, and as
They push you hold them fast.
Oh but if you could only reverse,
the flow of time, of aging like a curse.
To hold them back you know to be wrong,
to hold them close where they belong.
How hard it is to set them free,
though it fills them as you see.
Who will watch them when
they part, who will hold
their tender heart.
Your work is so
close to done,
They are now
solo, one.
I say good
bye to you,
My child,
I love
true.
STU 3/2011
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