Once in awhile I tell some people that they are my favourite human beings.
When I do so, I mean it, truly.
In my heart and soul, I hold such a fascination,
an appreciation, even an explicit affection.
Oh soul, their souls, I see a gleam of sort, exceptional!
And to my most favoured soul, my husband Brad.
His one is pure, white, and still.
It sparks purple now and then. I let him know too!
So, I make it a point those people know.
In their dark times, somewhere in the bottom
of their existence,
they would remember, I hope,
that I adore them, sincerely.
Just a bit of reason to reach on.
sC