Thus I Wrote

She woke up tired
She did not sleep well
She has been through ice and fire
Many times I could tell
She looks in the mirror
At a stranger as she speaks
Everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep

She is always in a hurry
And is often late
Her face it shows her worry
Will she miss her date?
Although she’s hot and bothered
There’s a serenity she keeps
Everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep

I sometimes watch her
As she moves and talks
Her beauty has not left her
Especially when she laughs
A lust for life moves her
She hungers for the love she seeks
Everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep

She is sometimes angry
Over something that I’ve done
I may think it’s silly
And not noticed that it’s wrong
She demands an answer
And sometimes she cuts deep
Everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep

She talks of angels and grace
But can stir the devil in me
I’m in a difficult race
To match her certainty
Her dogma can be a spur
To create silence for a week
But everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep

She’s a flower that can bloom
In the fertile earth
She will blossom I assume
When cherished for her worth
Such a love will release her
And in return, her love I’ll reap
Everyday I should kiss her
Before she goes to sleep