For Daren
I was lost within
myself,
Not knowing who I was.
Trying to live a life
that wasn't me.
Then along came you.
A missing part of myself.
Now everything made
sense.
No longer was I lost.
I know now who I am.
I know the life I am to
live.
I can now be the many
parts of me.
The tender and innocent
me,
The wicked and the wild.
I can be as strong as I
need,
Or as insecure as ever.
All are a part of me.
I know that you are
always there,
Standing right beside me,
Loving me regardlessly.
For our hearts are
joined,
Our lives connected
forever.
You are my present and my
future,
The missing part of my
past.
You are my best friend,
my lover,
My dreams come to life.
© 2004 Deanna Henderson
Sonnet #43 from
Sonnets From The Portuguese
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and
breadth and height
My soul can reach, when
feeling out of sight
For ends of Being and ideal
Grace.
I love thee freely, as men
strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they
turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion
put to use
In my old griefs, and with
my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I
seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I
love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my
life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better
after death.
By Elizabeth Barrett
Browning
1806 - 1861
Sonnets From The Portuguese
was first published in 1850.
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