Her Love Gave Me Strength Poem by Ranis Thomas III

As she woke up in that bed,
as calm as she could be.
I knew she was mine, I looked,
and said, yeah that's me.

Her eyes at me, as if
there were no end.
Took me to everlasting life,
which would never be incomplete again.

She began to run, and then
grabbed me with so much excite.
I knew that she missed me
and we would always be so tight.

The way that she holds my hand
and lets me know that everything is okay.
Also shows me that the future and today means,
I will never be astray.

Her love and touch means
no material thing at all,
because with her head up on
my chest at sleep time, I again will never fall.