How Lucky I Was

Happiness was a word
I didn't really understand
Until the
first time
I held her dainty little hand.
She makes me feel better
Than I ever have before
When she
gives me a kiss
I always want some more.
I love this sweet girl
With all my heart and soul
The love
I have for her
Will never grow old.
Her face is the light
That brightens my day
How lucky I
was when
She finally looked my way.
Ralph L. Clark © 2001