What You Mean to Me

February 17, 2008
You’re my sunset on a mountain
You’re my rose with morning due

You’re my bluest, clearest sky
And the fluffy clouds inside it too

You’re my biggest, greenest tree
You’re the top too high to see

Although you may be all these things
Just plain you mean most to me

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