Hello, my darling! How do you feel? What are you doing? Don’t be so shy! Don’t worry, honey, I won’t leave you. Come on, go into! Maybe tea with a pie?
I’ve caught sight of you for a long time. I’ve simply kept quite about it. And before you noticed me yourself, I studied you whole, to be truthful of it.
I knew we’d have to go inseparably Though life together until the end. I won’t deny, I wasn’t thrilled with That part of journey. But I couldn’t contend.
I realize the years take their toll. Don’t get me wrong. I will be sad a short time. But I am sane and I am sighted. And I conceive in whole that mine is mine.
I won’t cry and I won’t rueful. I’m ready to take you all with no trace. Come in, my wrinkle. You see, I’m not boring. Come here! And let me hug you, my Grace!
It's a sort of salutary ode to the Wrinkle. :)) I hope you'll smile as I am. :))