Who do I say you are,
You are my fan and star.
You tell me not to cry,
To not give up but try.
You are just the man for me,
The glow in your eyes I love to see.
I love you more each day, week, year.
With you I have no need to fear.
You help me know I must not quit
When I want to yell or have a fit.
You had I love to hold.
You mean more to me than gold.
If you got sick and died,
I'd not see you by my side.
But I'd know you will be near.
I will talk to you, and you will hear
About the Creator
Darla M Seely
I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos
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