The greatest gifts bestowed to me

Are nature’s gifts for me to see.

The beauty of the land and sea,

In its great diversity.

The Moon and Stars that rest above,

The Swan the Eagle and the Dove

And my Heart with which to Love

The fairer sex, the best of us.

For nothing moves as pleasantly,

Not wind nor water nor the tree,

as a women who gracefully

lives her life in harmony.

Her silken hair and glowing smile

Touch my soul; and all the while

She Laughs and Sings in pains denial

And frees me from a life of trials.

The curve of her hip, the swell of her breast,

The languid beauty of her at rest,

I live my life at her behest

for to feel her touch upon my chest.

So I thank what powers may exist

For her creation from the mist

And only hope I pass the test

And have her hand upon my breast.

I hope and Pray for her to stay

and bring to light another day

for her to love me, come what may

and In everlasting joy we’ll play…