Ode to the one that loves me so,
Ode to the one that needs no more.
Ode to the power of the feeling,
of being loved by one pure being.
A being more kind and gentle than I,
A being that sings sweet lullaby's,
to babes that slumber and softly sleep,
and dream of happiness and do not weep.
She is light and I am dark,
She's the pop, and I'm the tart.
We go together oh so well
even through the darkest hell.
Without my wife, I could not find,
the peace she brings into my life.
She's my love and lifelong friend,
a friendship blooming until the end.
-Yoshi 2007
Ode to the one that needs no more.
Ode to the power of the feeling,
of being loved by one pure being.
A being more kind and gentle than I,
A being that sings sweet lullaby's,
to babes that slumber and softly sleep,
and dream of happiness and do not weep.
She is light and I am dark,
She's the pop, and I'm the tart.
We go together oh so well
even through the darkest hell.
Without my wife, I could not find,
the peace she brings into my life.
She's my love and lifelong friend,
a friendship blooming until the end.
-Yoshi 2007
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