I look into your eyes, and there I see
The place my weary soul has yearned to go
Since long before I even heard your name
Or hoped affection such as yours to know.
Forgive me if I stammer or grow faint
Each time I find the circle of your arms
My resting place 'til dawn alights so soft
Upon your smile, which all my fears unarms-
Good morning, dearest love, did you sleep well?
Yes, for once my tortured mind's at peace,
Safe from childhood fears and recent foes.
Here's proof indeed that God has giv'n us grace,
My husband, and a love to outlast time-
I thank the stars- not reason- you are mine!