There is a part of me
That now is not my own,
Taken from me by degree
Held by you alone.
...
Born and raised in Southwest Arkansas. High School graduate, married, one son. I now live and work in Northeast Texas as an elemntary school librarian.)
My Love
My love lives on
Against all reason,
A flower blooming
Out of season.
My love still grows
Without any hope,
Like water flowing
Up a steep slope.
My love burns bright
When the winds blow cold,
Like a cheerful fire,
As day grows old.
My love is soft,
It will give you rest,
When you lay your head
Upon my breast.
My love is true,
As a faithful friend
Will stay by your side
'Till journey's end.