Smiling at you.

I go to
your blog
everyday.
I love to
read what
you have
written.
You write
so much
different
than I do.
But I love
it.
It feeds
me on a
level.
sometimes
you tug at
my heart.
sometimes
you make me
want
to cry.
other times
like this
morning
I smile.
The power
you have,
without knowing
you have it.
Your heart
and sweetness
are so plain
to see,
even though
you try
to hide them.