Thank You
I
have taken you for granted
Not
said thank you nearly enough
I
have cursed sometimes your existence
And
during the moments I felt insecure
I
got all ugly and acted tough
I
haven’t given all that I could
Not
opened up I held back some on reserve
I
waded through pools of propaganda
And
not gave to you what you deserve
I
am not nearly half
Of
what you are to me
Let
me be your ears so you can enjoy the music
Allow
me to be your eyes
Painting
pictures with my words so you can see
Every
kiss
Every
hug
Or
unspoken verse of gratitude
I
shake your hand
I
break a bow
Just
out of mere respect
Thank
You