I love you, so much.. just for who you are..
It doesn't matter.. if you're just a passing star..
I love you, for what you 've tried to make of me...
A woman, who's heart, loves you eternally
Thank you, for reaching , so very deep inside..
That poor old heart of mine, you made it come alive..
Thanks you for passing over, all my foolish things
You overlooked them all, and brought me angel wings..
All that beauty..lying in slumber, deep..
You have created, from your own quiet sleep
You've pulled me off my dusty, hidden shelf..
And you did it all, just by being yourself...
You've done all you can, to make me so good
You've put me on a pedestal made of the finest wood
And you've done it all with your words and your touch
That is the reason, I love you so very much..
There is no greater prize, than your soft , warm voice
And the steadiness in your eyes, is my only choice
I've never had wealth, or riches, before..
Not until now, since you've walked in my door..
So I will love you, through storms and through strife
For you, only you, are the love of my life
And I will love you, through life's allotted span
A woman, pure and simple, in love with her man...
written by Susan Jane Kahon
Medford Wisconsin
April 6, 2003
9:14pm
Recovered: Sept. 16th, 2023
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