I’ve been alone, feeling like abhorred <br />Just wanted to find someone but could not afford <br />Where could that someone? It was depressing <br />So I asked God, if He could give me something <br /> <br />Could I seek harmonic kind of song? <br />Could I find independent blanket all along? <br />Could I bring handkerchief which is handy? <br />When would that be? There’s no definite any <br /> <br />Month of January, in old oak tree <br />And standing there, you sang my lost favorite song <br />With your blanket of strong arms that warmth me <br />Shoulders like handker that wipe the tears on me <br /> <br />Many moments and trials had pass <br />But we are invincible, our’s had weightful mass <br />Through thick and thin, you’re there for me with faith <br />We’re extraordinary and perfect mate <br /> <br />Fresh and still, you sang that song with glee <br />That your arms and your shoulders are only for me <br />Fortunately, there would be none like you <br />‘Cause I believe that my special gift is you…<br /><br />Sheldon Allen Saluta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-special-gift/
