What does she see in me?
It sure ain't money.
She treats me like royalty,
But I am just me.


She is an angel from above,
And gives me all her love.
She could have any man around,
And yet she chose me from the crowd.


I am blessed with heavenly joy,
An awesome thing for a simple country boy.
She showers me with love beyond compare,
I am happiest in her heart more than anywhere.


I only hope I can find it in me,
To give her the love that she needs.
To be the kind of man that is worthy,
To deserve this heavenly love that has found me.

© Lynn Harris