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I am your quiet place; you are my wild.
I am your calm face; you are my giggle.
I am your wait; you are my wiggle.
I am your carriage ride; you are my king.
I am your push; you are my swing.
I am your audience; you are my clown.
I am your London Bridge; you are my falling down.
I am your carrot sticks; you are my licorice.
I am your dandelion; you are my first wish.
I am your water wings; you are my deep.
I am your open arms; you are my running leap.
I am your way home; you are my new path.
I am your dry towel; you are my wet bath.
I am your dinner; you are my chocolate cake.
I am your bedtime; you are my wide awake.
I am your finish line; you are my race.
I am your praying hands; you are my saying grace.
I am your favorite book; you are my new lines.
I am your night light; you are my starshine.
I am your lullaby; you are my peekaboo.
I am your good night kiss; you are my I love you.
Yep...I have tears in my eyes! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYep...I have tears in my eyes! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks lady!
ReplyDeleteThis poem is from the book You Are My I Love You by Maryann Cusimano
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