Not a single leaf swirls and drifts to the ground,
That you have not hand selected.
Not one lovely bloom grows, fragrant and full
That you have not held in your palm.
Not even a drop of the fresh falling rain,
Would be allowed to descend without your command.
Every waking dawn, each radiant dusk,
You have ordained with your word.
Each beat of the heart, every blink, every breath,
A gift from your throne, each one to the next.
A time to remember, reflect and rejoice
Knowing you are my life, my love and my source.
Nothing more I could do, no kind act, not one deed
Would enlarge your affection you have toward me.
With heart overflowing,
No adequate words,
Laying crowns at your feet,
I gladly place my life,
One more time
In your hand.
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