greater than me, and less-
the softest bodied, hearted woman
you're more than I know of you, I guess
and less of a child than you say-
I forget about you sometimes
but you're exactly why I am the way I am
the only one who could make me cry, that night
and the closest nugget of gold in my soul
when I see God, I know He'll hug me, he might-
in the same way you do, all warm, and short, and old.