All Of You

All Of You prose poem

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It is not simply what you do that makes me feel loved by you

Nor is it merely what you say that leads to a better way
No, I do not even think that it is the things you share
That proves to me that you care

But I dare to say that it is all the ingredients that make up
The perfection of God’s Love, that take away the fear, and
Create one such as you, so precious and so dear

And no doubt it is the composition of the doings, the sayings, and the sharing, that make for a grandiose orchestration of a divine presentation.

It is the way that you take all of you and give it all you’ve got
Yes, my dear wife, it is the way that you pour in all of you leaving nothing out in all you do.

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I am a retired minister and the husband of Barbara for 42 years. We reside in Sacramento ,Ca. We have two sons and a daughter, and we are the proud grandparents of 6 children.
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Chandrama Deshmukh
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This poem is filled to the brim with genuine emotion. That’s what I love about it.
And that’s what I love about love 🙂
Lucky you, Barbara. 42 years of bliss!

Saurin Desai
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there’s a hindi song that says: not everyone gets love in their life and lucky are the ones who do.

you certainly are blessed 🙂

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