Poems.

These Things

I have longed to be
the quiet, fading light
that helps her sleep;
and sunrise through the open door.

I've stayed awake for hours,
wondering how I could channel
the most beautiful things
through her eyes,
and into her heart.

I have wished to be
the warm, child-long summer
that stirs her playful curiousity;
and dreams across the long winter.

For a time I doubted
I could be any of these things.
Or the myriad others
that fill my head each day.

But the stronger my life
bonds with her's,
the less I doubt my abilities.
The more revealed is my part.

With love, all possibility follows;
it follows me, it follows her.
And all these things wished for
are already true.

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Hehehe...for ma luva Dakota5M
(She made a poem for me so like i had to one up her😂)