And Tenderly...

Poem By Robert Sheridan

She gives me everything
And tenderly she whispers
I'm sorry if I caused you pain
Somehow nothing is missed...

She no longer keeps her secrets inside
The middle ground between us
Is no longer an invisible line
Now I truly see her inner beauty...

My love for her is a strong presence
It will last forever
We have so much in common
My knowledge and her wisdom...

When we met she said take my hand
And I'll help you understand
She had never been in love before
And tenderly she fell for me...

'2008'

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