How many times more shall I say
To the sky in the morning thank you
For this day? As many times as I admit
My love to you, well perhaps more than
That, or perhaps less.
All that matters is that time has gone
By, yet for some reason, I cannot fathom
Why, I still love you.
What once was a hopeless devotion to you, is
Now one of chance, perhaps you may like
Me too…yet either way sweetheart, I am
Devoted to you.