Michael P. McParland
Morning Note 139 - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Good morning my sweet Angel dove
and sweet sweet kisses to you on this morn.
I know you're upset at me
my darling one but please don't be.
I am sorry I was out all day yesterday,
I know though you understand
I was so very tired and I do also
understand why you feel upset.
I know it's because you miss me so much
and want to hear from me my dear.
I promise to dear as always
I'll never leave you I'm always right by your side,
feel my hand in yours as I pull
you in close to give you a big warm hug
and the sweetest kiss.
I am sorry babe and please understand
after I explain which I know you will.
I love you sweet Kira you are
my diamond and I treasure you
my sweet gorgeous beautiful woman.
Sweet love there is just so
much going on inside of my head
and inside of me and I miss you so much
and when I can finally sleep
I will so at least in a dream
I can see and hold you.
Can you blame me my dear?
I still inevitably end up
with my nightmares but
that doesn't matter.
As long as I get some time with
my sweet Queen and Angel
I get a bit of time to be truly happy.
That's partly why my sweet darling
and the other reasons I
will tell you but not here my sweet Angel.
I love you sweet lady and
I so deeply miss you and want
to be right beside you.
Even today is a day to just
lay down and put on an old
comforting movie or my audio book
and rest away these hours before me.
I promise I'll write but also ask
for your kind hearted understanding.
Sweet kisses and hugs to you
my sweet precious lady I'm ever adoring.
Remember sweet lady I'm right there
beside you because I love you so much
and never for a second will I give up.
I am your Michael and I want
all eternity to be with you as your husband.
I want to hold you in my arms
through eternity so very close to me.
I love you sweet Kira and will stand
up for and fight for forever.
I'm never giving up on my only lady.
So come sit with me Kira
while I hold you and kiss you.
God bless you sweet Kira
I so truly love and miss you.
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