On Adventures...

It is the warm feeling that you give,
Whenever you're near...
It is the freedom you give,
Whenever you're near...

My wings were broken,
Yet you gave it back to me,
You are the words,
That compose my poem,
You are the notes,
That compose my music,
You are the sweet breeze of the wind,
That calms me,
You are,
My beloved friend...

(Dedicated to A. J. S. for all the wonderful adventures we share...)