I loved you from the start On day one Just felt comfortable And we could talk You told me about The world of everything Mother liked you You shared knowledge Of scientific things She always liked you My father less impressed As sport not on your Agenda, especially football.
You read to me books With a voice filled with Intonation Curled together in a chair You had a beard And long hair Dark soft eyes Against my pale blue I never stopped loving you Never It is now forty- eight years.