I ask of you something dear. <br />Something heartfelt and somewhat sincere. <br />Hold the one you love, <br />Closer now, and ever so near. <br />Tell them how you love them so, <br />How them breathing, makes up for all the woe. <br />For the one I truly loved, <br />Does not, even now, even know. <br />How me breathing without them, <br />Is the reason of all my woe.<br /><br />Rachel Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-my-woe/
