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 …
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