Here is yet another poem written by my favorite man on earth and presented to me in November 1998.

Tabetha

Trees are swaying in the breeze,
Breath of God that no one sees.
All around us grandeurs stand.
God is here. I see His hand.
Brilliant colors everywhere,
Excitement is in the air.
Every step is oh so light,
Daring us to take a flight.
To a place above the sky,
Ecstatically we will fly.
Here with you, I want to be.
On my knee I make a plea.
All I ask, all I desire,
Never let this time expire.

-Luke Gedeon