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)