Ode To Joy 1 For My Wife And Others Like Her

If I could trumpet,
like elephants in fright.
Or roar like a lion,
in the dead of night.
If i could whistle,
like an eagle on high.
Or sing like a lark,
in the mountains nearby.
I"d let the world know,
that you are my wife.
I'd let the world know,
that you are my life.
But!
I am cold,
Like a fish in the sea.
So!
no one will know,
what you mean to me.


copywrite. P.S.Van der Berg. 2002
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