To
My Other Half.................... I love You so much
Have
you ever.......
How to compare? When the world is not
close to matching the beauty you hold
When compassion could learn from you
To be near you is heaven, to hold you divine,
To love you is.......
Words fumble on my lips, My fingers are
tangled, I cannot express the way I feel
for thee, to say what you mean to me,
The Rose is close but it withers
and nature it's self has it's seasons
But you, YOU hold the beauty from birth and
on. I try to say it, I try to convey,
But alas I am stumped on it, I can only
Pray, That I can show you day to day what
you mean to me, how much I love Thee.
John Lewis Herring
Copyright ©2003 John Lewis Herring