Sunflower Girl

Children are things of transitory thought,

but in that elementary cafeteria I knew

that leave you I ought not.

With eyes like a robin's egg encased in crystal

and sunflower hair that no words may construe,

your beauty would leave Helen of Troy tristful.

Over a decade we've been in tandem,

bearing each other aloft from the burdonsome blue;

to these struggles I write this memorandum:

To you my heart will always belong,

even as your love for him grew,

and by your side I will stand strong.

I will stand strong for you.