You keep me humble in times of need
You patch my wounds so they don't bleed
You stitched my heart back together
When it was torn at the seam
You are the peace in my mind
That's brings smiles and simplicity
When you're gone, I'm missing you
And I can feel you missing me
For all the things you bring me
I pray I can give it back double
If i've ever caused you heartache
I'm beyond sorry for that trouble
No money, no materials, no cars, no home
Could ever bring what you've given me
You're heaven-sent
And you have set me free
Jared Bradford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-girl-55/
