And through the dank and
Rank despair he guides me
With his loving care.
His smile, his eyes, the
Love and the joy, my boy.
My man for only he can,
Dredge me from my
Boggy mire and raise me
Higher to never tire of
Soothing, calming, ever
Charming to tease away
My tears, pleas and fears
And make me whole to
Know I am his. And he is
Mine for all of time. To
Fade from fresh and supple
Young trees ‘til ancient we
Stand, before the wide land.
Age making us stronger,
Longer and longer ‘til
Marble our skin. Begin, to
Taste the dew of
Dawning, from first the
Morning but never to dusk.
In love we trust to bind us forever,
My darling and I. Never to die
But shed our mortal shells
And fly. He and I through
Endless sky.
For Jonny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem