The Gift of Love
The Gift of Love
I thought I would always be lonely,
But I was given the gift of love.
She is so kind and understanding,
an Angel sent to me from above.
No matter how bad things, may seem to get,
She is always there to help me fight.
She will hold me so tight and then kiss me,
And whisper everything will be alright.
I thank you for standing beside me,
And for all of the things that you do.
My Life just wouldn’t be the same,
If I didn’t come back, home to you.
Love you, Brenda,
By: Donald L. Waugh
Copyright © Donald Waugh | Year Posted 2017
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