You are the only one I think of,
In the early morn at the break of day.
You are the only one who fills my heart,
And assures me that I can make it for one more day.

You are the love of my life,
And you fulfill my fantasies in every way.
You vanquish all who would seek to hurt me,
And you insure my happiness in every little way.

You are God’s gift from heaven,
Given to a weary soul,
And I pray for everlasting days with you,
Yes you, my mate who makes me whole.

Frank P. Whyte