Mir'am! thy Love to Me as Musk Perfume;
Shimmering tresses of raven soft wave
Chasing away my melancholy gloom.
Loving spirit! Naive and yet so brave.
How oft have my arms ached to hold thee near
To my heart, protecting thee from dire harm.
Dear darling!childlike with innocent cheer.
Smitten I fall captive to feline charm.
My lips with kisses crave thy furry face;
Mesmerized as you chase a butterfly
Dancing so carefree with aerial grace,
Causing my heart to echo wistful sigh.
God grant thee health and utmost happiness
Thou precious! Who from life deserves no less!


*~Hilda~