Whenever I am sad.
And should I be down in the dumps,
He will pick me up.
Whenever I have a bad day,
He knows how to make me smile.
And if I may cry,
He whispers all the tears away.
He is my sole reason,
That I'm living on this Earth.
He knows just how to touch me inside.
He knows just how to reach my soul.
He can reach parts of me,
That drive me out of countrol.
He knows just how to get
The best out of me.
He knows how to make me love him,
But he doesn't have to try.
Because nothing will ever compare,
To all the love I have inside for him.
This poem was written on January 23rd, 1998
