The Beauty In My Heart Poem by Oye Caleb

When the river starts to dry
And the rain seizes to fall,
Will I still have your shoulders to cry?
And would you still be my all?

When the cow is no longer fat
And the milk rotten and sour,
Will there still be hope in your heart,
To sustain us through the darkened hour?

For you are the sun that lies in my sky
And the light that shines in my night.
You're the strength behind my smile
And the beauty that lives in my heart

When age takes my beauty away
Would you still be by my side to stay?
Would I still have your hands to hold,
As we walk down the public road?