All of Her Love
There are certain things
That only a certain someone can get right.
The completely perfect packed lunch
With the note tucked inside.
That only she could prepare to perfection.
Her smile is a sight for sore eyes
Her embrace is the softest of pillows.
She bears the weight of the world for me,
And keeps cheery as she does it,
Because of her everlasting love.
Never could I do all that she does,
And never appreciate all her endeavors.
But despite this, her arms are always outstretched to me,
Always welcoming me home,
No matter the mistakes I make.
She loves me to the moon and back,
Never a day passes which she does not.
As time passes and years fly by,
Maybe I can better appreciate her endless love,
All of her love which goes out to me.
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