What in the world's come over me
a Guardian Angel Heavenly,
but why can't it be
to touch physically?
To have and to hold
when it's so cold,
2gether grow old
the promise was told!
I sense Him in the air
i envision Him everywhere,
but i can't bear
to not smell his hair!
Right after a shampoo
like a summer's day on cue,
kissed by the morning dew
hugged by me often times never few!
In my heart
he'll NEVER part,
lived there from the start
and kept this home a work of art!
™tinymite....not tucked in she can't sleep tight
SALLY
