S It Too Much To Ask? (Just 4 Fun) Poem by Shelley L Baxter

I am sitting high on a cloud,
kicking my feet in quiet streams.
I am lying back embracing,
the one I hold close in my dreams.

I can’t see your face…but I hold you in my mind,
Pulling you closer with each day,
can’t leave the thought of you behind.
You are funny, kind and sweet, Handsome too but that’s not it!

Your eyes they draw me in, your voice whispers “This is it! ”
When I walk into any room,
and you see me standing there,
you saunter over to my side, to show all others that you care.

You are loving and affectionate,
you are one I can adore,
When you look me in the eyes,
everything else just gets ignored.

You're kind to animals and children,
Basically to everyone you meet,
Honest to a fault-and loyal…
God himself chose you for me!

I am laughing to myself now,
because of the picture that I painted.
Does this person really exist?
The one described just may be sainted!