By Anthony Towsley (Towsley@Flash.net)
Date: 10 August 1997

Thoughtfulness

Wondrous beauty near
With thoughts aflair
Of me you thought
With utmost care

My hearts slow death
Arrested mid pace
Broken dreams mended
By your loving grace

So my love of the Golden Hair
Thee shall forever more
My heart your prisoner be
For today and all the days

Can you hear sweet lady
My thanks to you it goes
And as the song shall sing
I love how you love me so