Friday, July 31, 2009

For You, I Will

Whether it's simple or quite a chore,
I'd like you to know that for you, it's never a bore.
I'd tan leather just to make you smile,
Or change the weather every once in a while.

Ever would I wish no harm upon a hair
Upon your head, or either use a scissor there.
And I hate to leave you alone, and I'd take you hither
If I could, and at the end of the day, I'd take you thither.

I find your company a delight, in fact a pleasure
And always what you say is a joy, a treasure.
Always to you, I'd like to be a giver
Of the joys of life (and I'd like you to be a liver).

Fate has a way to tell us each
About those things that life must teach.
How always, we do not pick how things will end
Responsible we are for those with whom we Spend.

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