in lieu of gifts and flowered word, <br />in my stead i'll place your care. <br />at each dawn i'll hold you near, <br />talking of our love so clear. <br />at each noon i'll hold your hand, <br />sharing of the day we'd planned. <br />after noon when we sit close, <br />your troubles i will comfort most. <br />on the eve we'll laugh and joke, <br />sharing smiles with other folk. <br />and as night falls and sleep takes hold, <br />my Love for you remains untold.<br /><br />Christopher Withers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untold-7/
