ALWAYS FEELS RIGHT

© RYAN GUILEY

Where ever you are tonight,
You know it always feels right,
Just think of me, as I think of you,
Of being like home and so true.

A home is where you feel safe,
A home is where your inner faith,
Is next to you at all times to protect,
As Denise lives within and is direct.

The walls are strong and stand tall,
As we have dance inside the halls,
Where we have secured our paths,
Where I can hear her voice laugh.

Ownership of the dream of so many,
Of how we saved all of our pennies,
It just felt so perfect and so right,
Our lives felt so peaceful and bright.

Each room had a window to look out,
In the winter, the snow would melt,
It would be salted along the sidewalk,
As I can still hear her voice just talk.

At the kitchen table, we sat across,
A sense of belonging and never lost,
Her eyes are remarkable and secure,
As the touch of her hands are so pure.

She stood like a statue who guarded,
To keep our love going strong hearted,
Where she gave me a sword and a shield,
Where she never left me in a combat field.