Remember growing up, having secret
Wishes for your birthday or for Christmas?
There was always something special, wishes
Told to no one but fervently hoped for
Somehow, tonight, I know there is that one
True gift you long for me to bless you with
And that one priceless treasure is to know
That I am always proud of you daily
I stand in awe to know that in your hands
Language soars on angel's wings exalting
Life not as it is but how it can be
If by our hearts we live and breathe and love.
The truth I see confirmd in ev'ry line
Is in you, great poetry lives for me.
© 2017 David W. Palmer
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