My lover my friend, this journey I take,
I am indeed in hast to be in your arms.
This world has been cruel to me,
This world has been strange to me;
The doctors’ needles and hanging bags of liquids,
The preacher’s bible and encouraging words,
The congregation and their holy songs,
Even our Lucy’s whimpers
All I think about is your whispers, those sweet lips,
Just the thought of you, I am even stern now.
I can wait to be with you!
To be continued…