For so long it's vacant and just a lonely tent
One day, a knock was heard, sounds like to spend
A time to rest until the morning bend
I served her some care and I gave her a cup
Of warm concern before she took a nap
I thought she'll be safer if I stay as she sleep
As she dream I'm awake and watch her in deep
The morning came and before she left
She woke me up and a thank she gave
I asked her to stay, to stay for free
And to my surprise she stayed just for me
Everyday she decorates my heart
She starts from that space and she do just right
My life becomes colorful and I breathe with ease
Knowing she's there for me, yet gives me a peace
Now that space where she firmly reside
Has been closed, and only her is inside
She's paying not gold, she's paying me love
More than any treasure, and no one can rob
Years will pass, but as they pass I'm sure
She'll stay in there, and for that I'm assured
So the space in my heart is a space for her
And that space she owned will be hers, forever.
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