Less Than Perfect

Isn't all of our lives less than perfect?

My life is not perfect,
I have bills I have to pay,
House to clean,
Mortgage payment to make.

But with your love,
Shining like a light,
I make it through,
This less than perfect life.

Things bother me at work,
Things bother me at home,
But your smile is a beacon,
Shining through the eye of this storm.

All you have to do,
Is call out my name,
I'll come running to you,
Through the pouring rain.

You are my sun and moon,
And the stars above.
My heart is yours,
My true love of loves.

To: Dennis
With all my love:
Patti
5/08/2007