A pleasure

Oh to make you smile
Watch that tear of happiness
Forming in the corner of your eye
Welling up like the strength
That makes me, compels me
Allows me to love you

Oh to be with you dancing
to chimes so sweet or wind
Whistling through the pine
Smelling things that remind
me of home, waking in safety
and dreams of redemption

Oh to be there when you reach
for the strength of my spirit
the warmth of my grasp
And the tenderness of adoration
Something real, something sturdy
Sailing winds, giggles and kisses
made from honey

Oh to hear your dreams
Telling of things more than achievement
Kindness, compassion, care
Lands made to resemble your heart
Where peace prevails
Angels conquer and God
Stirs the living to greatness

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