My Soul ~01/07/2003 - Poem by Loretta Rowley
When you are not here I miss you.
I love you with all my heart.
When you are here with me I am happiest,
Even if times are hard and money is low.
It doesn't matter, because you are my soul.
I want to wake up to your good mornings.
I want to see you everyday.
When I can't actually hear you,
I can remember your voices in my mind.
I love it best when you tell me you love me.
What I love the most though is to hear you call out to me,
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