I write br For the love of the words br I write for snowflakes and br Pained Daisies swaying in the summer breeze br I write for Shawn, fighting in Iraq, keeping me safe br I write for gentle spring rain and br The rustle of fallen autumn leaves br I write for Katherine Neville and her masterpiece, The Eight br br I write for Christmas carols and br Halloween chocolate br I write for Bill, who always saves me and br For John, in the arms of the angels, now br I write for Thunderstorms in August and br The songs and the voice on Gravity’s Rainbow br I write for you, James br For the whispers in my ear br The song that’s on my lips br The beating in my heart br For the quaking in my voice and br The shaking in my knees br For the glimmer in your eyes br The fingers on my spine br The sunlight in your smile and br The loving in your soulbr br Raymond J Wrightbr br