James Greene

(march 12 1950 / Denver Colorado)

A Very Special Lady


To a very lovely lady,
That I have come to know.
Oh darling I do pray,
That this love will continue to grow.

Your loving eyes always sparkle,
They could light up any room.
Your sweet, friendly smile,
Always chases away the gloom.

Being together with you,
Is always so much fun.
We laugh and joke,
About things we’ve said and done.

I knew that you were special,
From the very, very, start.
I could tell by the fluttering that I felt,
Deep within my heart.

You are always so soft and sweet,
In all that you do and say.
I love you oh so much.
In each and every way.

I say this with honesty,
So heartfelt and true.
I am so blessed my dear,
To have a special love like you.


(08-15-2006)

Submitted: Sunday, May 06, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 22, 2011

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