(19 October 1784 – 28 August 1859 / Southgate, London)

You Make Me Happy In A Way No One Else Can

You make me happy in a way no one else can,
Always telling me sweetly that I am your man;
Wishing and caring for me to be safe and sound,
Not for a time you want to see me bruised and down.

The way you hug and kiss me creates a thousand thrill,
Giving me so much strength while climbing up the hill;
I see the rainbow only in your lovely face,
Painting my heart with colors by your sweet embrace.

I can't contain my feelings when I am with you,
The joy you bring truly takes me out of the blue;
The shadows of the night have just passed from my eyes,
There's nothing else the sun will do but shine and rise.

Yes, in the middle of the night I am still up,
Because loving you forever I just can't stop;
The flame all the more burns with an electric fan,
You make me happy in a way no one else can.

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Touching poem. It has a moral. That's very rare in Poemhunter.
I had to memorize this poem, as well as Hiawatha, School Days, The Day is Done, and Paul Revere's Ride and probably a couple more that I no longer remember, when I was in fifth grade English.
This was a memorization assignment in Grade 4. I have never forgotten it. I'm 73 now.
My sister use to tell me this poem when I was about 7yrs old that was in the 1940s, and I still love it,
I am 78 and remember my mother reciting this and many other poems and singing many songs to us when we were children in the 40s. There was no TV, phones nor other media we have today and mothers connected with the children much more. She taught school for 34 years and has been passed away for 20 years now and greatly missed. I'm so glad I found this poem. She recited it with much feeling!
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