I cannot give you the world,

As I would like to do,

I cannot write you glorious poems

As my heart so bursts to do

I cannot promise to always be happy

But you know, I’ll always come around

I cannot be everything you want

But I can promise to be the best me I can be

Many things I cannot do,

But this I promise you

Wholeheartedly full of wonderment and sheer joy

That I will love you as long as God,

So richly gives me the gift,

Of loving you