You taught me the value in all things, so even if you’re gone, I can still find reasons to keep on living.

Love is not blind.

Love is a vision beyond our eyes.

I can close my own

And right in front of me

Does my love appear.

She is formed

By all things;

Her hair are wisps

That lead lost souls

Through dark woods.

Her eyes are petals,

Slow falling light

Through a somber winter.

Her hands are the morning,

The start of all things,

A welcome to beginnings,

And a steady help

For the beginning of the end.

Her lips are autumn;

They are warm

Like the lingering summer,

But as time passes

And the Sun begins to set

Faster and faster,

And rise later and later,

She does all she can

To give you hope.

She colors you fire

Before burying you in ice,

So you may find life again

In the spring.

My love has given me

The greatest gift of all;

She is formed by all things,

And so it is in all things

That I can find a reason

To love, even if that thing

Is me.

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