Day by day A waiting game The countdown has begun. I’d like to think That I’m winning the game. Everyday is a gift; God gifted you, To me. For everyday we breathe, Is another day we can be, Together.
I have dug this well, for it will never run dry. This is a special well filled with an unending gift for you. Love. I have also built a house I shall be in it always, whenever you need a hand. when you are sad, or feeling alone, just knock on my door. I’ll be there. So pay me a visit day or night I’ll bring you up a bucket, fresh out of the well. My Love.