You are my refuge from embattled days,
You are my strength in every dire hour,
You are the light when sorrow clouds the way,
Your gentle touch can all my soul empower;
I look upon your face and feel at peace,
I marvel at the beauty of your eyes,
The softness of your touch does woe surcease,
Your smile, pure sunshine that all hearts beguile.
I thank the gods that brought you here to me
That on my journey I not trek alone;
That I, in perilous combat beaten be
Might have this angel dear to tend my wounds;
I think of all my struggles and life’s pain
And smile as I now look at you again.
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