" Yenney2011 - 2024 "

  One flower that is always true One heart that beats each beat for you. Together tied by ribbon strong Will hold forever lasting bonds. One wish upon this day for you. One prayer your dreams will all come true. With thanks for all that you have done To make each day a special one. One hope you don't forget the past. One chance to make our love that last. And as we celebrate this day, I only wanted once to say... I Love you.

No words I write can ever say, How much I miss you everyday. As time goes by the loneliness grows, How I miss you...nobody knows. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name, But all I have are memories, And a photo in a frame. No one knows my sorrow, No one sees me weep. But the love I have for you, Is in my heart and mine to keep. I never stopped loving you, I don't think I ever will. Deep inside my heart, You are with me still. Heartaches in this world are many, But mine is worse than any. My heart still aches as I whisper low, "I need you...and miss you so." The things we feel so deeply, Are often the hardest things to say. But I just can't keep quite anymore, So I'll tell you anyway. There is a place in my heart, That no one can feel. I love you...and I always will.

No words are enough... to take back the precious tears that your beautiful eyes had shed, the eyes that were once smiling and I... and I made them cry. I'm really sorry for everything I've done or said, It's useless taking back the tears... but returning the smile to your eyes... I'll try with all my soul and tears.

I miss you in the morning, When all the world is new, I know the day can bring no joy, Because it brings not you. I miss the well-loved voice of you, Your tender smile for me, The charm of you, The joy of your unfailing sympathy, Because the world is full of folks; it's true, But there was only one of you. I miss you in the noontide, The crowded city street, Seems like a desert now, I walk in solitude complete. I miss your hands beside my own, The light touch of your hand, The quick gleam in the eye of you, So sure to understand. I miss you in the evening, When daylight fades away, I miss the sheltering eyes of you, To rest me for the day. I try to think I see you yet, There in the firelight gleams, Weary at last; I sleep, And I still miss you in my dreams.

Maybe it's a thing called destiny. I can't help but think you were made for me. Two hearts needing love, Brought together by God above. Somewhere along the way, Down that winding road, The pressure of it all took its toll. The forbidden love that we shared Became a burden too great to bear. It  was time, not love or lack thereof, That split me from the one sent from above. Two right hearts, one wrong place. I still patiently wait, For that day when fate comes my way, Reuniting me with my soul's mate.

The sun rises east of here in a place where beauty grows. The rays shine down upon the petals of a lovely pink rose. It grows with love and laughter to new heights everyday, this beautiful pink rose so very, very far away.

I reached the Alps: the soul within me burned, Italia, my Italia, at thy name: And when from out the mountain's heart I came And saw the land for which my life had yearned, I laughed as one who some great prize had earned: And musing on the marvel of thy fame I watched the day, till marked with wounds of flame The turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned. The pine-trees waved as waves a woman's hair, And in the orchards every twining spray Was breaking into flakes of blossoming foam: But when I knew that far away at Rome In evil bonds a second Peter lay, I wept to see the land so very fair. TURIN.

Nobody knows this little Rose -- It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee. Only a Bee will miss it -- Only a Butterfly, Hastening from far journey -- On its breast to lie -- Only a Bird will wonder -- Only a Breeze will sigh -- Ah Little Rose -- how easy For such as thee to die!