If I were rich and brave and cute,
Life wouldn't be the same!
Of all the changes to bear fruit,
Vows meant to change your name...
Expressed upon our wedding day,
Yet perfect and sublime,
Ordained by God to lead the way,
Until the end of time...
If then, called worthy to receive,
Love granted in return,
Or privileged by some reprieve,
Values I've yet to learn,
Encouraged by your hand in mine,
Your fingertips so near,
Oh, let me be your Valentine,
Until our final year...
If I were all that you could love,
Like none you've loved before,
Or simply seen to rise above,
Vouched safe and without flaw,
Engaging, charming and God-sent,
Yet smitten by your smile,
Oh, let me be your perfect friend,
Unfailing for a while...
Denis Martindale February 2017.
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