I don't have long slender fingers...
                                       Will you still hold my hand?
I don't have pretty flowing hair...  
                                        Will you still run your gentle hands through it?
I don't have a thin beautiful face...
                                         Will you still kiss my check?
I don't have a size two waist...        
                                          Will you still wrap your arms around me?
I don't have all the pieces of my heart but I will still love you
                                           Will you still love me?

She dressed like Easter,
And Halloween all wrapped up in one.
She cooked like it was always Thanksgiving.
Her love was sweet like Valentine's,
And she tasted like Christmas.

Excitement ran through her like the Forth of July fireworks,
And the countdown of New Year's Eve.
She was the trickster of April Fools,
And the kind stranger of May Day.
         She Was My Holiday