You may not be my destiny nor
my final shore ,but a timely companion
to push me a little more.
A full life with you is now a dream
quiet out of reach, it does seem.

I had loved you many times and
as my times when I made my father’s
list of crimes.

Every step without my mother
looms to be a deadly disaster.
My love for you is as high
as the joy of birds flying high