My Love Poem by richard (sean) scarbrough (james)

You are there no matter what and hold my hand.
You do it quietly, no five piece band.
A look or a touch so small and tender,
Sometimes that is all I can seem to remember.

When times are tough and I want to sit and cry,
You come along and ask me why.
Things will get better they always do.
Some how I always seem to trust in you.

So when I'm down you can lift me up on high,
This is what love is about I say with a sigh.
I forever will love you as our life goes on,
You bring love to me in a precious song.