Oh how do I love thee my sweet lady?
Let me take stock of the many ways:
You are that tender kiss of the sun
that takes away the rain in my life.
I love thee for those tender kisses
and wonderful kindness's you've
bestowed upon me.
You are the refreshing snow upon
the bare fields of my life, and
the sweet waters that caress my face.
My dearest lady I love thee for the
way that you make me laugh when I
am feeling down and out.
For the sweet music of your voice
upon my ears do I love thee.
But most of all my sweetest lady
I love thee for all that you are
and for everything that you do.
Donavon Scott Vinson
~~For my friend Meg~~
This poem is based upon an idea I got from reading the poem:
How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.