The distance or the many
miles apart …
you have with you the
best of me …
The thing I call my heart
you take my soul …
My dreams of things to come
there’s no one else to share
them with …
you are the only one
the one GOD has chosen …
to walk me through this life
that I will be so proud my love …
when I become your wife
joy lemoine Powell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-matter-40/
