You Give Me Wings

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August 2002 Poetry

I’m soaring high above the clouds,

with each word spoken by you.

Making me feel things I never thought I’d feel,

and do things I never thought I’d do.

You give me wings.

~

When I’m feeling oh so down,

you help lift me high.

Sit me atop the rain clouds,

and guide me when I fly.

You give me wings.

~

You taught me how to love again,

and reached out to my heart.

Sharing a love that’s miles away.

A special bond that can’t be torn apart.

You give me wings.

~

When good times have diminished,

and bad times do arise.

I remember what you’ve given me,

and stop my waterfall cries.

You give me wings.

~

The thought of you gets me through the day,

and not only have you given me wings.

But you’ve given me something more precious,

than these white feathery things.

You give me life.

~

The life in which I live for you.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-11-02.

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