Two Portraits of Love

Written by: Robert Uy

The flower and the soil

   ‘O, flower, if you’ll be
rooted to me firmly, 
you’ll be standing proud; 
I’ll not let you fall.
I’ll nourish and nurture you
till Father Time calls, 
and wilt you and wither
into just a memory.


The nest and the nestling

   ‘O, little one, as long
as you’re in my care, 
protect you, I will, 
from the perils of life, 
till it’s time to move on
and you learn to fly; 
it’s enough for me that
I once was your shelter.