Letter To My Lady

Oh my lady, The mother of my unborn babies, I write to you today, With my blood as ink, Flowing down my cheeks When I think of how much I miss you. As I am held captive Here in your heart I have been made To do wonderful jobs, Keeping your heart alive, Carrying your burdens And lightening your stress. I was freed long time ago, But I fell again And sentenced myself To an eternity in your heart With hard labour Of loving you And making you smile. As you read this, I know your joy has no bound, But you are free to raise your heart Without fear of high blood pressure, Because I am here Just right by your left breast With you, Forever.