(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Who Does These Things? - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Who paints my dreams in colors so bright
and sends me gifts of moonlit nights?
Who's smiling eyes are full of wonder,
and makes my heart roar like thunder?
Who's gentle goodness is a part of me,
and lights a path for me to see?
Who's with me on my darkest day,
and washes all my pain away?
Who's loves me though I'm good or bad,
and weeps for me when I am sad?
Who causes in me a joyful heart,
with knowledge we will never part?
Who walks beside me in my life,
in joy or sadness and even strife?
It's you who does these things for love;
I owe my thanks to Him above.
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