HIS LOVE

Of all the loves I have known

His love is the only one that's grown

Like a mountain...strong!

Like a river...long!



It grew and grew with all its might,

Every day and every night,

'Til one day reaching its crest

It fell like all the rest.



Shattered and broken it did not lay,

For it grew again, grew to stay;

Grew again with bonds so bold

Now I wear a band of gold.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was written May 28, 1957

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Jedi Trowa (Kiyoshi) Barton's picture

This is very beautiful.