There are no words to tell you
Just what you mean to me.
You're the thund'ring surf at high tide;
The calm of a moonlit sea;
The majesty of mountains;
The peaceful forest glade;
The rhythm of a bongo;
The glide of a serenade.
The boom of rolling thunder;
The gentle patter of rain;
The beauty of a garden
That will bloom in Spring again.
I can't begin to tell you
How much you mean to me.
I only know I"ll love you
Through all eternity.
~Betty Byars
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