Of course, no one could know you the way that I do;
You are subtle, like the air that paints the sky blue;
You are my wildflower where divinity grows…
My best teacher of love, as far as that goes.
Forever giving, you give without end…
The more love I ask for, the more love you spend;
Whether before my eyes or on my mind’s shelf,
You are the very essence of Love itself.

Ann L. Ramsey ©2006