"Compared To You"
                                            by Jim Driscoll

I could write a million

poems and yet not one

would tell the words

I want told.

I could sing a song

reaching the very heavens,

yet not striking the right

note for you.

I could buy you flowers

for each and every

day of the week,

yet not one would

stand out next to you.

Or I could simply say

I love you.