I look at the thing I miss.
I do not show disappointment.
I find joy.
At the gift you truly give me.
It is not material,
It is not one of deed,
It is one of heart.
You give time,
You give of yourself.
I see more than just beauty in you,
I see love.
I am more grateful than ever,
That you are in my life,
And I want to share the rest of it with you.
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