I used to write poetry until my DH

ed at one of them. This is the one he

ed at and I want to share it with all of you.
Here it goes.
Who are you?
You took the pieces of my heart and healed them,
not for you but, for me.
You found the song of old and played it like new.
That without rhyme or reason heals my soul and moves on.
That gives the purest of love and remains untouched.
Who are you?
I have to know for these acts have been rewarded
with the purest love my heart can offer.
A love that has no seams or limits.
I must know for in my heart you remain and
I don't even know your name.