Grace me your presence I'll show gratitude With woven keepsakes Letters penned with Nervous fingers Eyes squinting through Brave smiles Tinged with tears Their worth on earth Insignificant Compared to the hours Spent deliberating From conception To delivery So many gifts Not borne Out of propriety Cakes pretending to be Bouquets of flowers Dates quiet candle lit Bars of mirrors Flowing golden liquid In glass walled shrines Escaping the haste To a yellow cottage On the coast With nothing but A bottle, a book And ourselves Dreams that teach me Who I am To be
Kin in every respect Yet face another way To ask you to turn In my direction Would be unfair Devastating To ask you To uproot Give up seaview I never would As close as I can With my back to you Moments we claimed Need never erase Share light, warmth Shelter and shade Feathered guests Build nests In our minds Entwined
Time and time again Our footsteps find The path that winds Back to where Our heart wound Sings for solace Giving it the love We grew accustomed to Until our mind Direction-finding Breaks through Finds the compassion To love the child Within
My soul reaches out Like morning rays Touching dew drop Falling from new leaf Turned over Each morning I wake See you and wish To dry fresh tears With new found smiles
Flying in formation I admire commitment To one another Through all weathers Looking to the heavens For inspiration Direction finding Decision laden Feather-like mine Wondering where You're flying Shelter within Together while Wind and storm rage Our souls tied Calms the storm Inside
