Not My Hands - But My
It was not just into my
But into my heart you were sent,
As you gave me your loving gift
And all the love that it meant.
It was not the color of the flowers alone
Though what delight they are to see,
But the love in your eyes
That is so precious to me.
It was not only the perfume of the bouquet
Though beautiful in every way,
But it is the fragrance of your soul
That speaks of all you want to say.
It was not all in the amount you spent
Yet, how I appreciate the value,
For I know the thought behind the gift
Is your love so true.
It could never be just the lovely wrapping
You carefully chose of pastel hue,
But even more is the tender way you touched me
With the gentleness of you.
Soft Whispers for you from
I always thank my God as I remember you in
Your love has given me great joy and
encouragement, because you..have refreshed..my heart.
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