All That You Are - Poem by Mary Nagy
You're that extra little something
that can make me feel so good.
You're that voice that often answers
when ''I wonder if I should....''
You're the sprinkling of sugar
that's atop the apple pie.
You're just that little whisper
like a baby's contented sigh.
You're that one last piece of cheesecake
when the meal has found it's end.
You're the softness of a homemade quilt
that's given from a friend.
You're the extra little cushion
on the soles of aching feet.
You're the answer to my prayers
and I thank God he let us meet.
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