These Are The Things

These Are The Things

A Poem by Dianna Reneé

These Are The Things

 

The sun shines brightly

As I look through the window.

A colorful flower,

Birds singing their lovely songs.

These are the things

That I hear and see.

 

But I long for other things

The things that only you can do.

Your protecting arms wrapped tightly around me

And your sweet lips pressed firmly against mine.

These are the things

That I crave for so dearly.

 

The way that you know just what to say

And also how you always seem to make my day.

The sound of your voice

Even the smartass things that you say.

These are the things

That touch my heart so deeply.

 

Simply how much you love me

And the sweet things you tell me;

Along with how much you care for me

And even then small things that you do.

These are the things

That I would not trade for the world.

© 2010 Dianna Reneé


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Added on February 24, 2010
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