The Gift
If I was standing before u with empty hands could I count on u to embrace them the same as if they were full of all your material wishes. Love is more than objects we can touch. I know cause for to long I have been loving u from a distance beyond my touch. Rarely do I reveal the sentiments of my heart. Kindness is to often taking for weakness in this life. To say the least survival has blacken my heart. Still the sound of one word spoken from u lights up my emotions regardless of that dark. Knowing your opportunity to joy, have love, & be happy is great and even greater than mine. I look forward to the dayz we share joy together. At times love more than material learn that to be true. We can give money or material and never love those who receive them. My honesty is apart of my love gifts to you. Your anger can even make me adore u at those times you are angry. Can't say I love you without accepting both sides the best and worst of you. Truth I'm still learning how to keep love first. I wrote a song in it has a verse; hold on true love coming your way showers of rainy dayz camouflage the tears on your face saturating the earth to continue for brighter dayz. Happy birthday!! Love alwayz my first born seed who is no longer a child; wish u happiness all your dayz. Forever & you can't stop me from loving u. Truth & honesty in which lies true love. B-Day on what matters most....
Enjoy!!!!
Copyright © Michael Thomas | Year Posted 2018
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