When my days are dark and dreary
I think of your smile
The light from your joy
When I find myself lost and in need of direction
I think of your eyes
The pathway to your soul
When I find myself lonesome
I think of your voice
Your kind words of wisdom and friendship
When I find the world too ugly to bear
I think of your beauty
God’s perfection in an imperfect world
When I find myself angry
I think of your heart
Softer than a ripple in a pool of pure love
When I find myself missing you
I think only of you
For which there is no substitute
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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