To Me Poem by Albert Matthew

</>To me you are a river of pure water running free
Whose stream invigorates the soul; whose banks provide release;
It runs amidst the flora that grow majestic and lofty,
That provides a fresh ambiance of relaxing calm and peace!

To me you are flower; a rose whose fragrance fills the air
Exuding an aroma that calms our vicissitudes and cares!
The healing balm it proffers; its form so rich and fair;
I picked this flower from this exquisite plant; anon she soothes my fears!

To me you are the sweet melody; the note to which I sing;
You are the rich symphony, the rhythmic harmony that’s fitting for a King!
You are each line each chord, each beat that makes a fine musical masterpiece;
To me you give me reason to believe, to love to give birth to poetry and increase!

To me you are a rainbow strewn in a kaleidoscope of colors;
Your shades, hues, borders and painting form one great album of pictures;
And I long to be a part of this album, that creates a snapshot of the future
You are life and love; blessing from above! This is a long lasting picture for sure!
Happy Birthday My Dear Friend! From your Loving Friend, Pastor Albert Matthew