Thank you
Thank you, for being there when my tearful riverbeds -
flooded down my eyes.
And when the sun couldn't even dry them.
Thank you, for being there when I faced -
the lies, by the one who swore I was the -
apple in their eyes.
Thank you, for being you.
Be cause you told me the truth -
with no ties.
I've tied us a ribbon made of gold.
Thank you, for being there, and gracing my eyes.
Copyright © Caz Leroy | Year Posted 2025
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