Thank you for the note last night,
I went to bed warmly wrapped in your words,
suffused in a rosy glow of all that you promised,
warmly wrapped in the love you sent me,
sent in a note – I love you
Last night I served tea to the ladies at church
and thought I would die not getting to see you
but afterwards I found your note with a special
message for me, the love you sent me,
sent in a note – I love you
You had received my note promising to love you
always and wait for you as long as it takes, I’m so
glad that the words that I wrote reached you safely
and more than that – that you wrote me back,
sent in a note - I love you
I started today in a rosy glow, feeling desirable and
young, all because of the words that you wrote,
wrote in a note – I love you, I’m ready to face a
parish day, still wrapped in your words
sent in a note – I love you
I wear these feelings like a cloak, keeping me safe
from fear and doubt when I serve the consistory,
I fold my heart away in the cloak that you wove,
the cloak woven of words, words you sent me
sent in a note – I love you
Beautiful, charming...elegant imagery...and a nice thought as well...good write...Coach
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I would like to translate this poem
Love a mystery! On the surface, the story in this poem hasn't one ripple and stays serenely looking back at us... The speaker, however, could be so many different people in very different roles- it makes me wonder, makes me think, could she be saying one thing and laughing at us under her breath. I will read more by Louise Tredoux and maybe that will give me a clue.