My sweet, my love is borne to you
On wings of dawn, on sunset's rays,
Replete with all the tender thoughts
I've held through all the lovely days.
Complete is life, though held by silken 
Thread in life's tempestuous ways.

My love, though strong, is tender
And as soft as feather down;
Above, is written in God's book,
For He holds such love in high renown.
As hand in glove our lives are meshed,
I know I wear love's crown.