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Simply said

If I would be blind, I could still know light.
If I could not hear, music would I know.
If I were clothed not, nor make a bite,
Warmth and nourishment would I have enough.
   The rest is told as easily as day
   And as simple as a child's young heart...
   It is you that gives living to my ways 
   `tis you that brings what a good life imparts.


These simple words by a less-than-mastered
Hand has wrought what no reader would regard
As a work worthy of you, my lettered-
Friend. But, I do not try to be a bard
   With this, a clerk shall be my only part.
   I but record my love, and list my heart.