| How Do I Love You? By: P.K. Halliman A poem from parent to child |
| How do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love you on your very best And very worst of days. I love to see you laughing And dancing in the rain. And even when you lose your shoes, I love you just the same. I love to hear you singing. I love to see you smile. I love the way you take each day In your own unhurried style. I'm happy when you're happy, And i"m sorry when you're sad. And even though it may not show, I love you when you're bad. How do I love you? Well, now, let me see . . . I love the way you act so brave When you fall and hurt you knee. I love to watch you sleeping, Tucked away in dreams. |
| I love to hear you whisper All your giant plans and schemes. I love the way you wear you pants With the front part in the back And the way you walk around somtimes With your head inside a sack. I love to see you deep in thought. I love to watch you play. And though I'm sure you'll never know, I love you more each day. How do I love you? It's impossible to say. For if I had a million days And time enough for all the praise, I couldn't tell you all the ways . . . I love you. ~P.K. Halliman~ |
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