Forty days have passed And here I am sitting In our living room Looking out through the window That I just wiped clean with the white cloth With all the translucency I can now see you Feel you Talk to you Understand you Be grateful for you In a way that I should Yours was a beautiful soul Mine was destined to meet yours But ours were beyond romance We were bound together for a purpose That my humble mind had to struggle To accept and understand That you are the divine gift Sent to me as a better half -- M --
Only a life lived for others is a life worthwile.....