Because Of You
Because of you,
The world is a much nicer place.
Because of you,
I have faith in the human race.
Because of you,
I know what it means to love
Unconditionally.
Because of you,
I know what it means to give
Unselfishly.
Because of you,
I believe in magic and mystery
And worlds unseen.
Because of you,
There is joy – wherever you are
And have ever been.
And all because of you!
C Faye Kilday 2003





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