Your poem is still young
I have not mastered it just yet
I am constantly revising
Still working on the phrasing

Your poem is still young
Though it's meaning is defined
I only have the final line
Those last three certain words

Your poem is still young
Each year instils some new ideas
Your actions suggest more rhymes
And we have many years to go

Your poem is still young
Though I recite it constantly
My aim is to perfect it
Through every day and night

Your poem is still young
I'd hoped to have found a way to say
To address all of the beauty and joy
There is in you, by now, but no

Your poem is still young
And I am glad to say that
It remains unfinished even now
Open on the pages of my favourite notebook

Oh, your poem is still young
Still improving with every moment
That we lay together, safe in the flames
Until the end of time, I'll sing:

I love you...

(2008)