the sun comes up, my thoughts are of you,
my heart sings out, can it be true?
Your tender soul touched me deep
with love, humor and and things I won't repeat...
You are here, I feel you now,
it is then that I take my bow,
next to my bed, with heart so humble,
my mind is a blur, and my words, I fumble.
Please forgive me Lord, I need him now,
please give him back, and this I vow,
to never take for granted still
my gifts, like friends and life...
So as I sleep, please send him round
give him back...I need him now ~
Love, Gianna
