by William Forde
"If tomorrow starts without me, don't let it spoil your day,
I'll still be there to guide you,
I know you'll find your way.
For you're everyone and everything that life did mean to me,
I wouldn't see you wanting and I'd always see you free
to walk where Nature takes you, to do what you must do,
dance when the urge does move you and to learn to sit out too.
If tomorrow starts without me, you will not be alone,
for they'll be no grieving or despair,
no fond memories to disown.
The thing that made me love you on first sight
that very day we met,
was how you stood out from the crowd in a way I won't forget.
You stood so proud and walked so tall as though you wore a crown,
I turned at once to leave you there, but you bade me to sit down.
I gazed upon your features as you softly spoke your name
and when I sat beside you, I sensed you'd lit the flame.
Once ignited with your power of love and the onslaught of your heart,
the passion in my loins stirred deep, no movement there could part
the marriage of our very souls, the gel that bound our love,
the joined-up sparks of mis-spent youth, the love coo of a dove.
We laughed, we kissed, we talked, we joked, we courted then we wed,
and though fourteen years divided us, you took me to your bed.
Even though you were my lady, the one fit to wear the crown,
you placed that bauble on my head and let me rule our home.
Each precious hour and moment since
you've met my every need,
from morning light 'til evening dark, you let me take the lead.
No more could one man ask for from the woman of his dreams,
no Sheila better served or loved a man like me it seems."
To the love of my life; Sheila: William Forde: Copyright: February 22nd,2014.