Warm Hearted Appreciation For Her As She Sleeps

sometimes in the winter is when i can breathe the best the minty mist in the morning fills me up with zest i look at her still sleeping i feel fulfilled and blessed i head to the kitchen to make her breakfast she has my heart i do confess i remember when i was dying she saved my life indeed she lifted my head when i was crying she helped me grow with a brand new seed a few of my friends now are cheating unappreciative of God's Gifts their struggles will soon be repeating as a result their spirits will shift i appreciate the queen that crowns me each and everyday when i rise for when her crown is slapped from her head and stomped on in the end it is the other one that cries