When I Hold You For My Lady Irene Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

I wake and rise before the dawn.
I see the new day being born
When I’m alone, bereft, forlorn.
I think of you.

At noonday in the blazing heat
although I find a shady seat
I know that I am incomplete.
I think of you.

Then later when the twilight falls.
birds go to roost with sleepy calls.
One single thought my mind enthrals
I think of you

It matters not the time of day
nor where my weary footsteps stray
The only thing for which I pray
to be with you.

When I reach home then I succeed.
My love for you my only creed.
for you fulfil my every need.
When I hold you..

4-Jan-08