Poem of my love.
-For Dan
He greets me in the morning with the softest,
broadest smile;
Ready with my engulfing robe
he cloaks me for awhile.
His rough hand reaches out
to lead my day with prayer;
I hear how much he loves us,
how much he truly cares.
Breakfast he has made for me
from scraps he makes a treasure;
He sings goofy songs- making even
readying for work an instant pleasure.
He sends me off with a kiss
and lights the lantern to draw me home;
where we will commence to live our love
as an eternal poem.
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