Sweetheart, if I were a miracle artist I would redraw you
Were I a surgeon of great note I would take away your pains
If I controlled the world bank you would never feel poor again
Orchid Lady, could I change weather; your days would be filled with sunshine.
Sadly we both know I can't reshape your body - the body I fell in love with
I am unable to remove the problems that today are bringing you such pain
When I see or read of those who own great wealth, I wish one of those people was me
Honey, I could not stop the fierce wind that yesterday uprooted that front garden tree.
There are so many if's, what's, or were's but one thing is absolutely certain.......
....the love I have in my heart for you will be held there until my life is over
You replenished my dreams from the moment our eyes met each other
At the moment of our meeting I knew God had sent you to share your life with me.
Each day as flowers greet us with their open arms and bring us such happiness.......
....like me I know those flowers are doing their best to bring healing into your eyes
I see that look of wonder in your face and thank Mother Nature for giving you her love
It is then a silent tear slowly creeps down my cheek as I reach out to you for your hand.
Sweetheart, if ever parched ground needs fresh rain for its existence; I need you
On waking each morning the first movement I make is to turn to see you lying there
When your eyes open; their green beauty fills me with peace and a longing for you
Orchid Lady - you are my reason for living and the flower of my every day.
