Counting My Blessings Poem by Scott Barrymore

Counting My Blessings



I am so elated, to be with you.
To give my heart with love so true.
You reach me, and my very soul.
Illuminating my being, and making me whole.

So many days and so many nights.
I count the blessings of you in my life.
To watch you sleep, causes me to smile.
As sweet heavenly travels, engage you for a while.

I pray every morning and every night.
That I never witness your exiting flight.
Without the ceremony of your life shared with me.
There would be little reason for me to be.

Tuesday, December 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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