Michael P. McParland
Evening Note 75 - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Good evening my sweet dear
and I am just spending this
tired evening sitting back
I wish you were here beside me
snuggling feeling each others
deep and peaceful comforting warmth.
It's just a quiet evening
and I long for the Angel
I so deeply love, cherish,
and fully adore.
I miss you sweet darling
and can't wait to just
lay beside you holding you tightly.
I hope and pray that your evening
is going happy and well
and that you are feeling deep comfort
in all the loving warmth that I send.
I hope you are smiling and know
that I am beside you holding you tightly.
I miss you my beautiful darling
and I just want you to know
you're so appreciated and matter.
I'd give everything to have you here
because my Angel is my best friend
and the one who means everything.
I am once again sorry
I'm more quiet tonight but my brain
is just really lacking
for the physical movement and words,
but listen closely and feel
the deep beat as my heart
calls out to you in poetry and song
everything that it holds.
My heart is doing everything
that it can to help you know
I am right here and that you are
so deeply cared for and loved.
My heart is my voice
in so many ways tonight
so just listen for it and feel its touch
because I'm always sending my love
in any and every way that I can.
I hope you are having a good
evening my dear and just feel
and remember I'm right there by your side
and you can always reach out
to me here or all the other
places we talked, had, and still share,
I love you sweet Kira and I always will.
I promise I will still
write you tonight as I am able
and I guarantee a couple.
Now please my sweet darling
give me a smile and let your eyes sparkle
because your Michaels heart
needs that beautiful picture of glory and perfection.
Have a good evening and do
take care my sweet dear
I love you deeply and I'm always here.
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