How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I see you there, an invisible face;
Your voice booms with silence unto my ear;
A life without you is my greatest fear.
Your loving embrace is felt not by nerve
But comforts my heart and fills me with verve.
My passion is yours; my spirit doth burst;
Now my will be last and your will be first.
Let my face b'your face in this world of hate;
My feet be your feet as they lead toward heav's gate.
While stumble I do as every man does,
Your grace fills my soul and that is because
You love me, oh Lord, in uncountable ways
Your goodness follows me all of my days.
I wrote that for a high school English class