And Then There's You

There's not an abundance of things
that make me very happy.
There's my poetry, some songs,
and you.

There's not a whole lot of people
that I use to confide in.
There's my family, my dog,
and you.

There's but only a special few
that I think that I can trust.
There's my best friend, my sister,
and you.

There's probably just a handful
that I would give my life for.
There's Sharon (cancer killed her),
and you.

But there's only two that exist,
that I say I truly love.
There's me, and myself, and I,
and you.