WHEN the lamb is born,
In innocence and grace,
the time will be ever approaching,
when the lamb becomes a Ram,
a shift in thinking,
a change in action,
a new appearance,
a seemingly new you.


WHEN the day comes,
and maturity changes you,
be not afraid,
be not wary,
be confident,
Be all that makes a ram
a ram.

Through the fires of conflict,
or the coming of an age,
the steely bite of emergency,
the Lamb, will nevertheless become,
A ram.

I will crown you with Love,
I shall crown you with tender care.
I’ll make you feel adored,
valued to your core!

Bring you to a surprise,
one summers night,
a lovers dance,
beneath the willows branch.

Oh yes,
I know I’m a simple man,
but behind it all,
is just this one crazy man,
who finds himself totally mad
about just one person,
Just You.

I’ll take you by the hand,
into some foreign land,
to shower you with freedom,
and liberation from that we knew.

Rome, Paris, London, Berlin, Vienna,
the nations far away,
hosting Our antics,
Our getaway,
Our holiday,
I’ll hold your hand through it all!


I’ll love you for the days
I’ll love you for the nights,
for the memories,
for the happiness,
for all that you give me,
as I give you my all,
You’re totally worth it,
yes, You’re totally worth it.

I’ll say it again,
You’re totally worth it.

Even when you bash yourself,
Reduce the hope,
give rise to worry,
inspire fear,
I’ll be there to keep you here,
to keep you calm,
to keep loving you,
through it all,
and you ask “Why?”
I ask, “Why not?”
I love you,
you’re worth it.

It isn’t easy going on,
Day by day,
It isn’t easy going on,
Pretending you’re ok,
It isn’t easy to go along,
as you’re tougher than the world,
It isn’t easy fighting,
Day after day,
It isn’t easy to believe some days,
It isn’t easy to assert your heart,
It isn’t easy to build your walls.
It sure is worth it.

Tell her this,
Daily.
She is beautiful,
she is wonderful,
she is pleasant
and delightful,
Ne’er is she disastrous,
Ne’er is she unappealing,
Tell her that you love her,
even if as a friend,
Tell her she is a wondrous blessing,
amongst the very best.

Tell Her these things,
tell her you support her,
even in the bad days,
tell her you are there,
even if its hard some days,
Tell Her this,
there is none like her.

Oh how Love should resemble spring,
blooming at every moment,
every beautiful blooming moments,
Blissful temperate days,
damp foggy morrows,
beads of dew in the morn,
perhaps the deep rumble of a storm,
When I say I love you my dear,
I mean it with the intensity,
the very deep consistency
of a thousand springs,
the eternal Bloom of the Eternal Spring.

When I on our wedding day,
promise and commit myself to you,
I shall say the heartfelt vow,
a worded description of how I shall live
with you, around you and in love with you,
a vow, it won't be flashy,
or excessive,
but heartfelt and a promise,
and then we can pinky-promise,
then touch thumbs,
like we did when we were younger,
"I love you My darling,
I vow to thee my life,
my strength,
My love,
My passion,
my heart,
all that I do,
shall reflect my love of two,
My father God in heaven,
And then my sweetheart,
that is you!
In every season!"
That is my vow to you my darling,
for I love you.

A heart ready and willing,
unfortunately denied.
Loving and committing,
simply waiting.

Yes, This heart awaits you;
it is waiting,
despite all heartache and suffering,
and it is waiting.

It watches to this day,
the heartache you each day do face,
and wonders to itself,
“why does something so beautiful,
do this to itself?”

What business has heartache
with such a beautiful soul,
a caring heart,
tell me now,
what business does heartache have?

Please Imagine,
my heart, ready to love you,
sadly made to wait,
made to watch your heartache,
made to watch you suffer,
when what it wants,
is to love you,
with everything its got,
please imagine my heart,
please,
just imagine.