You

Light a fire of desire

Inside a home with no walls;

The warmth of your words

Cascading to inspire—

All my future hopes to hold

Beheld by a smile of gold.

And I hear the wires of lyres

As your grace builds my walls,

My home now anchored,

Feeding life until my retire.

All I now seek in the days ahead

Rises because of what you led.

Even when the fire falls tired,

I remember I have you in my walls.

So I keep moving forward

Because of what I admire—

You raised me to my feet,

Dispelling my every defeat.