Walk That Mile

To say I love you seems so trite. I love you, this I know for sure. In the beginning we felt right. My love began strong and pure. For a time I could see your feelings grow. I believed we had a chance at bliss. We shared dreams, had a natural flow. It started for me before our first kiss. I have tried to be rid of the love I feel. Yet despite ugly yesterday's and an uncertain tomorrow. When I say I love you know it's real. A love that reeks of joy, free of sorrow. I am the one who can walk that mile. Who can lift you up and raise your spirit high. To laugh, dance, sing, create smiles. Real, complete, accepting, a life free of lies. By Becky Jo Gibson To Taj Legacy