May 18, 2008
Our Love
O:
You are, the iridescent butterfly
With your wing-swish, who stirs the gentle ether,
Creates the draft that braves the Caribbean trade-winds,
And kisses me with the warm sweet sea breeze off the coastal reef.
O:
Me, the cheeky Clown Fish,
With my tail-swish, who moves the aquatic,
Creates the wave that braves the mighty ocean whitecaps,
And caresses your tired feet with the warm salt water of the great Oceans.
O:
Love, our love, is the innocent dormant acorn,
That will create the next great Oak,
And push the yakking pines aside, to stand proud and alone,
Head-high, boughs wide, and shelter our children from the world’s soak.
:
As long as butterflies fill the sky,
And fish swim the sea,
Our Oak will stand proud,
And under its shade we’ll be.