She Sees... Poem by Maurice Harris

She sees not damaged goods, where others may;
She sees our predestiny, no matter what others say;
She views this 'diamond' and sees not, coal;
She sees what shall be again, not what they stole;
She sees not, my imperfections, but sees me as whole;
She sees our Eternal Life together as The Ultimate Goal.
She doth viage mine vicissitudes as 'lessons learned',
Not as baggage, or due amercement I have not earned.
Mine endowment is she, for true faith and worth-
Responsible is she, for my most magnificent mirth!
She sees only a futurity filled with fanciful flight,
And mine sole vocation, each and every night
Is to work most diligently, to provide for same-
As the Good Lord is my witness, I say this in His Holy Name!

- Maurice Harris,4 August 2014