Blessed Starts With B And So Does His Name Poem by Anya Nikolaevna

In a world full of selfishness,
hatred and jealousy,
a kind heart is almost
impossible to find.

But he offers everything
that could possibly make me
fall in love with him
even more.

I've grown
and flourished,
like a wild plant would
at the banks of a lake.

I've been taken care of
with such delicacy
and love;
something I never imagined.

He fills every void
that was ever created
throughout my life,
and I finally feel whole again.

I don't have the words
to express the extent
of my gratitude
but I know that
he is the best thing
that's ever happened to me.