Without
you
life
would
have
no
meaning.
I would
be a
traveler
in time,
alone and
weary.
groping
in the
wilderness.
desolate
and
forlone.
always
seeking
never
finding.
you are
the
treasures
God has
allowed
me.
I am
ever
thankful.
(c) copyright heather burns 2010
Sweet poem!
Sweet poem!