She makes snow angels in the sand
Laughing, a kid inside
Her face luminesce,
Her brown eyes bright,
Her smile the sun
On a cold winter's night.
She makes shadow animals
Each one the same.
Her laughter a song
That warms my heart.
She sings from her soul,
Off key, but with feeling
And I've never heard a voice
So beautiful and sweet.
Her crooked smile touches me
To my innermost spirit.
Lifting me, holding me high
And her love is a balm
For my wounded self.
She makes me worthy,
Human and alive.
She makes me wonder,
Why i deserve her.
She makes me believe,
In love.
