A PERFECT NOBLE MAN, A TRAVELLER
A perfect man, almost
noble and charming
to comfort and command
All that a man should be
And yet the spirit is sometimes
still and cold
With something of a heartless soul
And now that I see closely
The voice, the pulse and
breathing thoughtful breath
I pray this will last
if only for a while
He is afterall
A Traveller between there and here
His reason is firm
Our bond could not be
Even with endurance, foresight, strength
and much love
