No new year's day
to celebrate,
no choc'late-covered-candy-hearts
to give away.
No first of Spring,
no song to sing,
in fact, here's just another
ordinary day.
No April rain,
no flowers bloom,
no wedding Saturday within
the month of June.
But what it is,
is something true,
made up of these three words that
I must say to you:
I just called to say:
"I love you"
...how much I care...
...And I mean it from the bottom
of my heart.
No summer's high,
no warm July,
no harvest moon to light on tender
August nights.
No Autumn breeze,
no falling leaves,
not even time for birds to fly
to southern skies.
No Libra sun,
no Halloween,
no giving thanks to all the Christmas
joy you bring...
...though old, so new,
will fill your heart like no three
words could ever do...
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