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All I want for Chri……

in this season where material
is the name of the game
seasonal cheer is bought
with a plastic card and sweat
scarce are the real gifts in this world

but here sipping coffee and watching
the skies transform from black to blue
evolving through a multitude of exquisite colors
I take a moment to count my true gifts
losing myself within a grateful pause

as dawn breaks beautiful across chilly desert skies
rays highlight a lone spotted owl
perched silent outside my window
I watch breathless as he stretches his wings
and then gracefully takes flight

its these moments of rare beauty
that always remind me of you
and the true gift you are in my life
my best friend, my confidant
and the rekindled light of my soul
you have given me more happiness and peace
than you can ever truly know

I gave you my heart years ago
and you have held it so tenderly
guarding it ever cautiously
with patience and understanding
while gallantly standing vigil over my sanity
…always saving me from me

when I think of you and what you mean to me
my whole body blushes within that honesty
and here on the cusp of another day
winter whispers softly of things longing to be said
truths that are always there
yet stay hidden somewhere between
"what if’s" and courage

but I can no longer deny their presence
…or their voice
and I just want you to know

“I love you, I have always loved you
and here within the simplicity of truths revealed
I can't imagine my world without you in it”

@LadyRaine