I Think the World of She

She's precious as can be,
She means so much to me.
She spells generosity,
and she's always 
been a friend in need.

Been so many years
Since we met in our heyday,
So young and so free,
Sun-soaked days,
No tears, no cares,
Back in our heady heyday,
what I'm trying to say is,
I think the world of she.

She's tender as can be,
Her kindness is for real,
So real for me, 
She sends warmth to me,
Like gentle poetry I can feel.

The thought of her makes me happy,
Because of all she's done for me,
I guess you'd say that I've been lucky,
She's one in a million, can't you see.

Been so many years
Since we met in our heyday,
so young and so free,
Sun-soaked days,
No tears, no cares,
Back in our heady heyday,
What I'm trying to say is,
I think the world of she.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Hunjeri Avatar
February 16, 2015 at 4:16 AM
Lovely. I enjoyed reading it
Halling Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 1:58 PM
Thank you so much, Njeri, I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
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