I stop and think about your gift
Whenever my heart needs a lift
Then, suddenly, I donít feel sad
I donít feel desperate, weak or mad
I understand that life is great
Even if life hands a harsh fate
Because of the sweet words you share
I stride through the grief I must bear.
Your gift is special and unique
You write the words that others seek
The feelings one cannot convey
Are those you so easily say
I feel Iím blessed because I know
Someone who cares enough to show
A softer side, so pure and dear
Your soul shines through; itís crystal clear.
I stop and think about the times
Youíve shared your eloquence in rhymes
Then, suddenly, my heart is cured
Thanks to your verses, Iíve endured
Iíve risen past each ounce of woe
Because your words helped me to grow
Yet, should my joy be set adrift
Know Iíll be grateful for your gift.