He calls me His Muse
He tells me  I am inspire him
to be
the poet he is and the best
he can be
He calls me his angel
that came from above,
I tell him he is the only
man I will ever love
We think so much a like
he and I wear our hearts
on our sleeves
we are both the hopeless
romantics that belong
together you see
I am his muse
and I am glad I can
inspire to write poems
for me.

I am the hopeless romantic
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
I let people see that I am
the hopeless romantic
and they really don't understand me
I do not live in this time,
or this century,
I am the hopeless romantic,
I wear my heart openly
I have been this way
most of my life,
I am the one person
that is faithful to
one person,
and will love them
for the rest of my life,
I ask the  Lord
why did he make me this way,
I receive no answers,
however, I openly do pray,
He has brought us together,
this I do know,
because you and I
are so much like I know,
I trust in God,
he knows we meant to be,
and if we will always love
God
our love will be eternally.

I feel you are telling me
there is a time for everything
under the sun,
A time to be born,
and
A time to die,
A time to mourn
and a
time to cry,
and I hear you tell
me
A time to let go
and a time to move on
with my life
I will do what you ask me,
because I know you loved me
so,
So now I tell you my dear
I promise to let go
I feel you have found me
a brand new love
and you approve
because we are all Catholic,
he, you, and me too.
You want me to be happy,
once again I see,
and my new love
does make me happy
as you once made me
but know this,
that I will never forget you,
because you were good to me.

I can not live without you,
I have all these many years,
I can not live without you,
All I do is cry many tears,
I know my heart is broken,
I know nothing can fix it now,
I know I will never love again
I have tried but I don't know how
I think of you both day and night,
and wish that you were here,
I look and I don't see
I cry many more tears.
I know one day all this will
pass and we will see each other
again, but until the day does come
I will hold you dear.

What will this St. Valentine's Day Mean,
What will this St. Valentine's Bring me,
I hope it brings me happiness,
I hope it brings me new love,
I am looking back at the ones
we shared,
but do I dare to hope?

What will this St. Valentine's Day mean to me,
will it bring me Romance,
I don't mean senseless ***,
I am a true romantic at heart,
I want my heart to sing a song
about how we love and romance,

I don't care about the cards,
The boxes of chocolates too,
I just want someone who can
love me like you loved me
and I loved you.

This Valentine's Day
I am thinking of you,
Are you thinking of me
even though you are not near,
Can you see me cry,
can you see my tears,
Oh how I wish you were
here my dearest dear,
I think about on all the
Valentine's Day we shared,
and all the happy memories
I hold so dear.
I remember the card and candy
too, and now that I don't have
you oh how I miss you.
Please watch me from above,
and know in my heart
I will love you from the very beginning
and from the end of your life.

This poem is dedicated to all of the unborn children.

Do you hear the cries of the unborn
child
Do you hear what he is trying to say,
He is trying to plea for his life,
so you don't take it away.

Do you know what will happen to
you when come in front of Jesus
on the judgment day?
He will ask you why you did what
you did, and you will not be able
to explain it away.
When he asks you don't you know
who body belongs too? and you
tell him it belongs to you alone.
Will you  listen to him tell you,
that you have that all wrong.

Jesus tell  will you in a simple say,
It was his blood that brought your
life on the deary Good Friday
afternoon so very long ago,
and that your body is not your own.

You will think twice about it,
before you take an innocent life
because every life is precious
in our Lord's eyes.