I stole comfort from her smile...now no cold breath of winter's past can hush the singing chimes. I stole the blue from her eyes...now no grey of winter's impending gloom can dull the solemn sky. She stole my heart...a heavy task and selfless crime at our first meeting... she repaired the wounds filled the cracks... then she returned it...fixed and beating! She filled an empty well when I was thirsty.
