The Sweetest Song
 
 (For Dawn)
 
My lovely wife, my spine and central core,
Two minds conformed, sit reciting day
By day—a ceaseless piece preparing for:
The time when bodies split and cannot play.

A song so sweet, we lovers cannot stop,
Nor bear, we fear, one player leave the set.
Our days are gifts, which we determine not,
And each is given death’s certificate.

We etch our magnum opus from the heart,
This masterpiece, the Maestro knows, performs
For Love Divine, who knew it from the start:
A fine sonata plays throughout life's storms.

Once gone from earth, may songs in which we play
Make angels weep and God appreciate.

DB Lindsey Jr
© 26 November 2011