What did I do?

How did I manage to capture your attention,

much less your affection?

Was it some unknown measure of goodness

I made manifest in my life,

that the mysteries chose to bless me

so abundantly

in you?

Your words fall like dewdrops

glistening in the morning,

a radiant crown of glory and life

falling upon me

and refreshing the desert

of my heart.

Your smile illuminates me

with the warm golden glow

of the morning sun.

How you breath on me

such a touch of wonder,

newness of life,

rousing me from a night

of twilight slumber.

And I wonder;

what did I do

to deserve such riches

from you?

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