On some days the hands that I hold are enough
I’m grateful through and through
Complete, complete in a moment of love…
…but on some days I wish it was you
On some days love is lithesome and fair
The sky is perfect blue
On some days I become keenly aware…
…that on some days I wish it was you
J~
*sigh*
ReplyDeletethat's exactly what i did after i read this.
perfect picture to reflect the mood of your writing. Very serene!