Your intricacies, fearfully and wonderfully wrought so well,
Sweet child, sweet daughter, greatly priced pearl,
You're a darling, a sweetheart, my dearest ‘Mabel',
Like your name, prayer born - meaning ‘Beautiful Girl'.
And that endless innocence in your scintillating eyes,
Each time I cup your face in my palm,
Fails not, that ‘in depth love' to catch me by surprise,
For your essence and your presence is my life's balm.
Your life's my very breath because you are my heart,
Though time beaten, these faculties, limbs and grey,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem