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Feb 2017
There's not one thing to best describe,
   no way to put to words;
The feeling that I get inside,
   each time I'm holdin' her.

It feels just like a morning sky,
   when sun breaks through the trees;
Refreshing like a drop of rain
   or waft of springtime breeze.

So beautiful like ocean waves,
    that wash up on the sand;
To know that only love this true,
   'twas formed by God's own hand.

It looks as though I'll not let go,
    not one time in this life;
As sure as spring is soon to come,
   as sure as day and night!

It seems just like she's part of me,
   so safe from any harm;
To hold her tight so close to me,
   is Heaven in my arms!
Kenny Whiting
Written by
Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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