Thursday, December 22, 2011

Merry Christmas Adam


When I needed a best friend,
God brought you into my life...
When I asked Him for warmth and closeness,
He put your arms around me...
And when I prayed to love and be loved,
God gave me the most wonderful blessing ever --
He let you be the answer to my prayers.

Mery Christmas
with Love All Year






Wednesday, December 14, 2011


You Have My Heart

When did I give you the key to my heart?
Why do I love you?
Where do I start?

I love how you look,
I love how you speak,
I live for the touch of your hand on my cheek.

I love that you trust me,
I love that you’re kind.
And honest enough to say what’s on your mind.

I love that you’re silly,
I love that you’re wise,
I love how the world looks when seen through your eyes.

I love all the wonder and mystery of you,
I love that you’re someone who loves me back, too.

I’m so glad you’re mine.

(American Greetings)

Friday, December 9, 2011

Elements...

There are elements that were never made to mix.
I’ve lived through unions that I could never fix.
In nature, you can see it, like water and oil,
But since I’ve met you, I’ve been completely spoiled.

When we met I had baggage and sorry. I was sad.
Although I was working on it, I often felt bad.
You encourage me, inspire me and raise me up.
With you I blossom and grow. What a sweet and loving cup.

My heart survived some devastating earthquakes,
Been pounded down and beat up. I could feel it break.
My spirit was washed away, my soul was pierced through.
I feel secure and finally anchored, now that there’s you.

I love the way you are and hope you never change,
I can’t see me with anyone else. The thought of that is strange.
The elements inside of you bind to those inside of me.
Until I fell in love with you I was never really free.

I love you.


12/09/2011

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Memories



I have memories of a
Life that’s past
Of pleasures and comfort
That did not last
I was loved and protected
My life was simple
And yet profound
I lived in the garden
The apple of his eye
Again I’m in the garden
This time I’ll be
An apple pie