The Olive on a Tree

It's Sunday, four days of unfading fog has broken by the rays of the warm sun!
And there are words on the lips of my heart.
Thank you,  are these words.
Even though the forest misses the trees
Like the flower loves to bloom, thank you.
For giving me a chance to love you
And for loving me with so much heart.
For making me feel like the tallest tree in the desert
For helping me in a way that is uniquely your own.
Thank you for spending so much time and effort
I see the gentleness of lovers and then my new world
And nothing is like theirs, but I thank you for yours
And hope you can feel the sun that shines through me toward you
When I think of you, in my heart and in my mind
Today it is of gratitude that I can reflect in to
Thank you for loving me and wanting the best for me
The forest is thankful for the rain that grows the tree.