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For You.

For You

If every word I wrote made you smile,
I would  write a poem that would never end.

If I wrote a letter for each day you made me happy
I'd have about nine hundred and fifteen letters to send.

If I had to go through a tough obstacle,
just to be with you,
I would do it twice.

If I only had so much love to give each day,
I would save you the biggest slice.

If every good memory with you made a star,
our memories would light up the sky.

If fairy tales were real,
the happy thoughts you create would make me fly.

If your path becomes uneven,
and you are unable to keep walking,
I will lend you my other shoe.

If there comes a day
that you feel unloved,
This one's for you.

Belle Rose


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