You stand by me when all gets dark.
You stand by me when my world falls apart.

You're always there, at my side
You never left, you never tried.

With you I'm complete.
Something no one else, can see.

Together, two pieces of a whole.
Two pieces, of one soul.

Songs of the songbirds sung high,
Gracing the ears of passers by.
Sweet lullabies from the nightingale,
Make songs from the songbirds, seem pale.

The nightingale sings its tune for all to hear.
People stop to listen, and for the singer, they peer.
Hoping for a glance of the singing bird,
They search and search for the singer of the song they heard.

Hiding now from its admiring audience,
The nightingale continues to sing and sing for not a single pence.
Tired and content the nightingale stops and dozes,
Waiting for tomorrow, hidden, among the roses.

I used to suffer through the pain.
A pain never ending.
I finally say no more,
Because I've given up.

There will be no more battles to fight,
No more sleepless nights.
This needs to end now.
And with a jump, it does.

I wish you all a Merry Christmas!

*~Marian~