Met did we, in another time, another place,
Not ready to make regard with her amazing grace!
Now and ever more, dreams now not needed-
My prayer for her requite, now again heeded!
She is with me, though many miles are between,
The joy I now feel, ne'er before have I seen!
She is my seraphic beauty, though would deny-
Yet, this quivering heart of mine doth this, belie!
Fortuitous beyond measure am I, indeed-
The complete capture of my heart, I do concede!
I am witness to her amazing grace,
She: cause for the smile ever on my face;
Everywhere I go, everything I do-
There is my love, so beauteous and true!
Maurice Harris,3 September 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amazing grace, bewildered dreams....nice piece Mau...