As I lay tired upon my bed, nothing but thoughts of you run through my head....

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul and I have lost myself in yours...

With a mere glance in your direction I can see, that to my locked heart you hold the key.

When your laughter reaches my ears, it assuages all of my insecurities and fears.

Like the Daffodill that survives the harshest of winters, is how my love has survived for you...