who will light up their life.
That one special person
who will take care of them at night.
They ask no more
than just one love
to wrap their arms around
and in winters to keep them warm.
Just that one love
to comfort them in any storm.
That is what everyone wishes for,
but some seldom find
that just one love
that they are wishing for.
29 April 2009
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