How I yearn to write for you…
For you, my angel…
How I just yearn, to put what
I feel, from heart to paper…
But just a simple
Thought of you,
A miracle you are;
A blessed being you’ve always been;
Thus words that come,
Seem just too weak,
Too weak for your glare…
How I just yearn, to express my
Mentor’s delicate
Guidance…
But to my mind, words are merely words;
Compared to your innocence…