There is so much that I do,
There is so much about you.
There is so much unknown,
There is so much we have grown.
There is happiness when you are near,
There is silence in the night,
There is loving in the morning light.
I can only hope that you understand,
That there is a reason you are the man!
I can only show you how much I care,
And hope that you will always be near.
But the wind sings a sad little song,
And the heart tells me that something is wrong.
So I live day by day in fear,
For the love I have for you is so dear.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre