The Reason to write...

A woman of thousand words, I was
but never have I written for a true cause.

Sadness, betrayal and loss was what they conveyed,
though cheerful at heart, I have always remained.

Words written are the effects,mere
of the books I read and the songs I hear.

Now,a sweet fragrance I smell in the air.
blossomed have the feelings of love and care.

For, your pleasant smile and your thoughtful ways,
brings in joy and happiness to all my days.

Never this expressive have I been to anyone,
and now, my lovely reason to write, you have become.