I Write For You Poem by Susie Hemingway Moursi

As sun doth melt the silver days
and fresh green buds do chase away
the remnants of the chilly days,
I write for you..
you sleep and sleep my only love
you miss Spring birds and clouds above,
in dreaming slumber, days do pass and
even though against the breeze
the fragile words do come to me,
still sleep stays on those lovely eyes,
for days are shorter dear for you,
the circle smaller, in violet blue,
again the sun will find the rays
to warm your heart and fill your days
and I will spend my time with you,
in quiet gentle solitude,
till this day, my only love,
I write for you...
soon once again dear God for me
you'll sit on swing, beneath the trees,
to listen to the buzzing bees
the rustle of the summer leaves,
then you will snuggle close to me,
when smudges of my tears
do fall, to stain the ink,
and you will sleep,
and I will write,
my words for thee...