<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Gift</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(5/25/12) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So many different things that we don't understand<br>So many different things that are in gods plan<br>A touch, a look, a place, a face, a sound, a word<br>All of these things we have seen or heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I treasure most are those moments that I spend with you<br>Cause I know exactly what you want me to do.<br>when I hold you in my arms, I feel your heart begin to race<br>It beats so fast that I can't join the pace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel you quiver to my every touch<br>And I know I need you twice as much.<br>Falling in love with you was no surprise<br>I knew it when I looked in your eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart was taken and molded into you<br>To a point I didn't know what to do.<br>You used my heart like molding clay<br>And with you is where I want to stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This was a gift that GOD sent to me<br>And in your arms I will always be.<br>Holding you, caressing you<br>making love to you<br>my whole life through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A gift of love is more precious than <br>any diamonds or pearls, or emeralds and rings.<br>A value amount can not be put on love<br>For it is given from GOD above.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love and life go hand in hand<br>This is something we must understand.<br>If there is no love, than no one would care <br>If we lived or died and not one shed tear<br>Would any one cry.<br> there would only be negativity and hate<br>And never feel or know about religious faith.<br>We would then be called the living dead<br>That is something that I dread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So this gift which was given to me<br>I'll treasure the rest of my days<br>For there is no better way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Rams">Louis Rams</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449196" data-title="A Gift de Louis Rams" data-description="(5/25/12) So many different things that we don't understand So many different things that are in gods plan A touch, a look, a place, a face, a sound, a word All of these things we have seen or heard. What I treasure most are those moments that ..."></div> </div> </div>

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