Your arms reach out for me, still unsure of the touch.
Your eyes search mine for confirmation,
could there be love this much.
Every day of your being has made it harder to be apart.
Not one to fall so easily yet I have surrendered to you my heart.
I make no false predictions, no blind eye to what lays beyond
I promise only my committment to be beside you until you say Be gone.
My strength will be your vessel. My love your guiding star.
My patience there beside you.My wisdom to to steer from wrong.
Again your arms reach out to hold me, this time I guide them in.
It is a new found feeling, Love..... let the new journey begin.
I dedicate this poem to my new granddaughter Sophie. Sep 24 2010.
Oct 26, 2010
Oct 26, 2010 at 5:58 AM UTC
Your arms reach out for me, still unsure of the touch.
Your eyes search mine for confirmation,
could there be love this much.
Every day of your being has made it harder to be apart.
Not one to fall so easily yet I have surrendered to you my heart.
I make no false predictions, no blind eye to what lays beyond
I promise only my committment to be beside you until you say Be gone.
My strength will be your vessel. My love your guiding star.
My patience there beside you.My wisdom to to steer from wrong.
Again your arms reach out to hold me, this time I guide them in.
It is a new found feeling, Love..... let the new journey begin.
I dedicate this poem to my new granddaughter Sophie. Sep 24 2010.
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