Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Dearest

I pray that you wake with a smile on your lips
A song in your heart, a beat in your steps
I pray that morn finds you, awake and alert
Still living and free, not sluggish or curt
I pray the sun greets you with all of its ease
That no sickness finds you, not even a sneeze
I pray most of all for your warmth and your care
To know that I love you and of this I swear

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