Saturday, May 24, 2008

My Birthday Present from my Husband

SHE IS MY SONG

She is my song. Enchanting ayre
which steals my heart with ev'ry care.
No one can see nor understand;
Like Warhol painted in the sand,
this muse has found me unaware.

As soothing chords resolve despair,
placid notes flow. From a veiled stand
comes endless hues- a concert grand.
She is my song.

The rhythm dances. Like a prayer
the shadows fade when she is there.
The symphony rests in her hand;
safe from the Last of life's demand-
safe, for the lyrics we will share.
She is my song.

4 comments:

thorngren said...

Wow-how special!
Happy Birthday!

alittlequilty said...

Beautiful! Happy Birthday!!
Hugs,
Crista

Adie said...

Feliz Cumpleanos!!! Welcome home, we missed you!

Eileen said...

How cool!
:o)
Love,
Eileen