Wednesday, December 3, 2008

He is always there for me,

always lending a shoulder to cry on.

When the world turns her back on me

he is always there to listen to my cries.

He hugs me with the warmest wrap ever

He stands still, letting me hit him with all my might

until I have all my insecurities defeated.

Every time I come home, he'll be ever waiting for me

To hear my frustrations and my heartaches

He accompanies to sleep every single night

And cuddles me to the deepest, sweetest dreams.

I love him very much!!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

when you write "he"- are you referring to God?>