To My Special One Poem by Stephen Omolori

My heart used to be buried under the snow,
With me thinking it won't be visited by the Sun.
Though the weight inside weighed more than a tonne,
You came along with your helping hands, warmth, and glow.
A heart that I thought would make roses not to grow
Became full of flowers due to the wonders you've done.
I hid the keys to my heart as if hiding from a dun,
Yet you searched till you found it like a deer, its doe.

I know that there's no guarantee for tomorrow,
Especially because man is faced with a loaded gun.
Before my ink dries like a soldier out of ammo,
I want you to know that I cherish you like an angel, his halo.
Even angels know that you're a rare and special one:
You brought life to a heart pain had made hollow.