The Oncoming Rain

Good morning my Sweetheart Although you’ve got nothing to gain Your love is as pure as the imminent oncoming rain Wipe sleep from your wakening eyes And prepare for the oncoming day With needles and diets and timetables No respite nor no time to delay From pains in your tummy And bloods taken throughout the night I wonder at all how you manage to love me in spite Of the pains you go through You’ve a heart brimming so full of love No remorse nor self pity You’re my Princess my Angel my Dove Though life can be cruel And at times it can seem so unfair The tolls that we pay and the burdens oft’ too great to bear I’d lay down my life And all that I’ve left that’s worth giving To grant you a wish and afford you A life that’s worth living For my little Princess …