How can you know how much you mean to me? <br />After all the hard work, there is love. <br />Pierce life, and you are where the angels move, <br />praising with their joy the mystery. <br />You know well the cost of sacrifice <br />Better than I do, the wounded as you bleed, <br />Opening your anguish to their need, <br />taking heed of neither pain nor price. <br />How you have paid, dear soul, for that abandon! <br />Even as you've sunk into despair. <br />Reason has no reason to be there <br />‘ere love supply the grace, well-earned or wanton. <br />So let me show you how you look from here, <br />Depicted as an icon dearly treasured, <br />An image of an ecstasy unmeasured, <br />Yearning with more need than it can bear. <br /> <br />You are so dear to me Rommel, <br /> <br />Happy New Year and May the Lord be with you always. <br /> <br />Mahal kita Kapatid!<br /><br />Mary Wismer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happy-new-year-rommel-filoteo/
