Monday, March 7

There is just one person who need read this... that person be in plymoth, and knows who she is.

I wanted to say a prayer for you,
But the words just wouldn’t come.
I wanted to write a song for you,
But the notes just wouldn’t run.
So instead I string together simple words,
To try and get across my point.
You mean more to me than you could ever believe.

To sit and listen,
To just sit and not act,
It’s the hardest thing to do.
Never before have I just sat,
And not been able to comfort you
As much as I had before.

To say that I love you,
That would be to little.
But to say anything else,
That would be to subtle.
So I tried to write a song,
To make up for my lack of words
And rhyme,
Just to let you know,
That you’re my whole world.

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