“To the man who is my lighthouse…. my shield…my guide, mo aer!”
Loves whisper calls out my name…..
teaching me gently to no longer be frightened or ashamed
Loves whisper is drawing me in
with a scent so intoxicating
I want to take it all in
Guiding me gently…Showing the way…..
Pulling me softly into your arms…
Protecting me…Sheltering….
Nurturing…Sweet… and true…
I love all that you are…
Who are you to me….?
You are the wind that whispers for me to believe….
You are the sun that lights the way…
You are the stars for wishing….
A raindrop promising renewal and hope…
Gently you guide my way…..
Loves gentle whisper is calling….
Forest of Words 