You are.....

There are some special people in my life ...this poem is for those special ones.

You are that blossom that
makes me smile;
You are that blossom that
comforts me when I cry.
You are that blossom that
makes me happy and dance and fly with joy.
You are that blossom that
makes my life.

Sailing through the times
in closed alley ways;
I found those silent moments
the most rewarding days.
All those accessories that I
have always had;
Now in these alley ways
have become unwanted and bad.
All those difficult phases
just as I left behind;
I could see you walking for me
with me beside.

You are that motive that
keeps me alive;
You are that power that
makes me strive.
You are that company
which I enjoy;
You are the blossom of
happiness and joy.