Her company recalls of strolls
….beneath mid-morning skies,
Sheltered by canopy of clouds
….which stays but can demise,
Her heart that always feels for birds
….the meaning of their cries,
For bees if they have hives uncared
….so honey never dries.
Oh, share with me your thoughts divine,
so we can dream as one,
Or keep me sealed within your heart
so our union is done,
You cleared the mist that taints my days,
to fully show the sun,
You have brightened the starry skies
So nights I now have none.
Alas, my rhymes can’t dignify,
….the song in her is found
And ill-equipped to justify
….the faults to which I’m bound,
Her charity suffices well
….enough to go around,
Her love immaculate as snow
….that has not touched the ground.