The Gift of You
As we watch the morning dawn,
I realize the day must go on.
With all the things I must do,
I thank God for the gift of you.
For as the time goes by,
It is on you I want to rely.
In your arms is where I want to remain,
My heart & soul are yours to claim.
Warm & safe is how it would feel,
With a smile, a touch, & a whisper it becomes real.
As we sit & enjoy the morning light,
I gaze at the most wonderful sight.
Then I would wake & the dream would be gone,
But I know I will look for you as my day goes on.
I know you will come true.
For God gave me the Dream of You.
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