| SHE IS... She is... my magical gift from my Maker. She's pure pleasure sent to my soul. She's a gift, I never want to forsake her. She stands with her man, making me whole. She is... a vineyard of sweet drink in my desert. She's the Venus I've always dreamed of. She is a world of relief when I'm hurt. She's an angel who must've come from above. She is... the reason I rise in the morning. She's a rose, pretty to me as none other. She is my daylight when it's dark and pouring. She's my best friend, my wife and I love her. She is... all there is in this world, for me. She softly soothes my body and eases my mind. She brings out of me the best that I can be. She's no man's, but mine through paths of time. Thomas F. Cumpler �Copyright 2,000 *Though The Pic Is Not Of Her, It Has An Uncanny Resemblence To My Wife And Our Daughter! To Comment, Email Me |
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