Here in this verse my dearest love shall live,
The more you read, the more embraced by mind;
A hope eternal, tender words that give
A memory surpassing mortal time.
Yes, by the heart rehearsed, these words find breath
To speak aloud whenever you recall,
Reflections true that conquer even death—
Within that heart where I have longed to dwell.
Thus bound within these words that I hand cast
So shall I travel everywhere you go
And even if I fade as shadows pass,
Some whispered thought, unburied lines may show
A man who loved you—always, right or wrong,
Lives deep within your essence as a song.
©Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.
