My dearest one
The trials you do go through.
For my mind if fractured;
My Soul, tattered
My heart; all but dust.

Yet with your infinately gentle touch,
Your kind and patient heart,
You seem determined to pick up those jagged pieces,
And with the utmost care,
Make me whole again.

Many times I will trying to thank you
Many times I will try to prove my love.
Over and over again, yet my words are never enough.
And Still, You cheer me on,
Holding my hand and keeping me safe.

You are my dearest love
And I pray you never tire of me.