A Dedication To Abigail
Abi - A Dedication
There’s only on story I’m likely to read
It’s about this boy, who planted a seed
It sprouted so high, to Heaven proceed
And filled out the skies, from Earth’s precious feed.
If I could perform just one glorious deed,
A seed in your heart, my life’s dearest need.
There’s only one person I’ll always turn to
To colour my life - yet never feel blue
It’s Abi for me, no other will do
Cos when I am sad, I’m still happy for you.
Although you may think these feelings untrue
I surely feel glee - and ‘Abiness’ too!
There’s only one place that I’d love us to be
One day, my dear Abi, I’ll take you to see
Maybe you’ll like it…or love it: Maybe..
Perhaps you’ll loathe it, but find you love me.
Well, dreams can come true, and hope comes for free
Our names shall be etched - at ‘Westminster’, Abi!
(The Fg 81.5.8)
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