woke up this morning in the World that you created for me, with a grin.love and happiness are the moods that you keep me in.leaving your good loving I don't ever want to think about or even try,like  flowers pulled from native soil this old boy would die.need daily embraces and steady sweetness in my life to unfold ,plenty of love and hugs to warm me through when these nights are cold.i,m as happy as a bear in his favorite honey tree, now looking in the mirror I see a special me.your love is the wings of inspiration ,a platform to be free,a caring hand to hold on to ,and make a special me .in the courtroom of your love, I don't have to worry fret beg nor plead,knowing always that you desire to make a special me.