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How Much To Me That Is Meant
Where would I be...
If you were not near to remind me,
I am loved.
And I know that to be true,
When together I am with you.
Where would I be...
If no one was there to listen,
Even sometimes to disagree.
And I display weakness born from insecurities.
And there you are with encouragement!
You have no idea how much to me that is meant.
I have those days that come to gnaw on my strength.
Those days that come to drain my good intentions.
I sometimes betray the attention I am given...
In selfish ways that stay not to go away.
Only to awaken to feel blessed and grateful.
Where would I be...
If you were not near to remind me,
I am loved.
And I know that to be true,
When together I am with you.
Where would I be...
If no one was there to listen,
Even sometimes to disagree.
And I display weakness born from insecurities.
And there you are with encouragement!
You have no idea how much to me that is meant.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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