Eagle eyes soaring over oceans of grain
can ne'er see clearer than I today.
See you for what you are,
and mean to me. How the angels
must have cried when you left.
And why storm clouds momentarily abated
at your first lusty cries…
Thinking of you, I finally understand
why rain and dew beads on roses…
Tis for you my love.
To show themselves as nature's jewels, an
humble homage to your beauty…
And like the plain's stallion, I run free;
And freely give my love… and my devotion….
Though I ask nothing in return
except a smile… I cry, and wish….