What Matters The Most To Me - Poem by John Hubschman
Is it the summer sun and a whisper of a breeze,
Or the horizon glow between the autumn trees?
What about a fires warmth on a cold winter day,
Or the blossoming flowers on the first day of May?
These are wonderful moments, yes, that is true,
But what matters the most to me can only be you!
In my heart you are my sister and forever you will be,
I love you more than you know, I hope that you can see.
How blessed I am to know you and have you in my life,
For a world with out you would fill my heart with strife.
These words do not compare to my true feelings for you,
So again I say what matters the most to me can only be you!
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