He Really Loves Me


Does he love me true?

Counting petals tells the tale

Wedding bells in sight

Nip It In the Bud



Don’t give the wind

the satisfaction

of ruffling your

feathers or bending

you out of shape;

nip it in the bud,

and bloom.



You provide soil so my roots can dig deep,

You are the raindrop that quenches and seeps;

Yours is the sunlight that draws out my bloom,

Your gift of oxygen gives my lungs room.

Yours is the breeze that cools in the heat,

You sing the music that makes my heart beat.;

Your love has planted me, right from the start –

What else can I do,

But give you my heart?