Her Birthday Song
You say I do not
love you
Because I am not
steadfast
Because I change
with each day
Because I shed
aspects of yesterday
And love you less
with each new season
But forget that I
have loved you
always
Not less than before
but in a new way
I swore to love you
a thousand ways
Nay a million ways
if time allows
For when you think I
love not
That to another I
have flown
And will never come
back
I am simply loving
you
In a different way
For a little while
And while there
Working a new way
To show my devotion
And my total
commitment
And to demonstrate
my resolve
To love you always
no matter what
Many are those I
know who accuse me
Of lacking a certain
blind attachment
Which ordinary
lovers seem to
exhibit
Forgetting that I am
not one of them
I am the devotee,
the slave of my
beloved
To make her happy
and to keep her that
way
Is my natural state
of mind, body and
soul
Reason why I return
to her and follow
her
And sing her praises
in the unlikeliest
lieu
At the unlikeliest
hour of the day or
night
That is why I write
to her even more
often
And always of my
unquenchable love
for her
That is why I
compose poems for
her always
The great majority
of which you will
never read
That is why I sing
them in my heart in
my dreams
That is why I am
awake at this hour
this minute
Jotting down my
musings for my
beloved to read
Come the glorious
day that I know is
her birthday
For I know she
expects me to yet
again confirm
‘Whatever the
critics say I never
loved you any less’
For I care not what
they say about
things they know
not!
Copyright © Gerald Kithinji | Year Posted 2013
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