A poem for you..!

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Not much I know
about you; 
But some I know
enough to write. 
 
I know that you 
are kind,
Know that you
listen;
Think that is 
enough,
To write about you.
 
Your eyes smile,
Your words wait,
Your actions express,
that your people are important.
 
Funny and teasing,
But also you are
So calm and caring;
 
Who wants a chiseled
body, when you can 
make me comfortable;
Who wants a handful
money, when you can 
make me happy.
 
A real treasure,
A great companion,
An ultimate friend,
for those who choose you. 
 
I am lucky to know
you, To talk to you;
Accept my poem,
As I submit to you. 
 
This is a reminder,
for you and me;
That you are a great
person worth cheer,
and to hold dear...

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