Words born of my heart
To the one whose own, I am
The loveliest of the creator's art
To you I write this psalm;
Bear in mind I hold you dear
Forever and always, I want you near
You make the Sun that lights my sky
You bear my feet that I reach high
To you alone my lips, this, sing
Make it, in your mind, ever ring
I call this piece a song for you
Let it be of my love, a cue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Baba nice one. I like the first two lines