Greg Oosterhouse Poems

Love, so wondrous, so fine, as sweet as wine.
Fragrant as a rose, as sure as the wind blows.

Oh, the love I feel, it just seems to me so unreal.
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Those three words, a lot of the time, are very hard to say. Those three words, I said to you one day.

I meant every word, I meant every letter. Now that I have said them, I feel so much better.
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To my friends, a great pleasure to know, here are a
few words, my love to show.

Your marriage, dear friends, I prayerfully support,
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I love you, my wife, you are my nightly glass of wine.
You are sparkling, your appearance makes me happy you are mine.
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Write in me, Lord, I will be your open book.
Write your words of amazing grace,
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No rush, my love, take your time in coming to me.
No rush, my love, I've changed my mind about wanting to be
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What wondrous news! You tell me that you are in love!
You must be feeling on top of the world, like you could soar above

The highest mountains and clouds. Indeed, to be in love is the most
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Silence is sitting back in the recliner after a day
at work when the radio was too loud.

Silence is hearing the birds singing after hearing
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If I were to speak in an other language instead of English, let it be love.

If my thoughts turned solely to one subject, let it be love.
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Here I am, Lord, filthy, dirty with the sin of the world.
I am caked with the mud of sin and disgrace.

So, I strip off my grubby exterior, therefore standing naked
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