Truly yours

Truly yours

`Tis many years since we first met,

When youth was in it´s prime;

You´ve made my life a joy to me, -

One long sweet summertime.

Our friendship ripened into love;

My heart but you adores,

And day or night I love but you,

I still am - "truly yours."

Believe me when I tell you true,

Love cannot close its doors,

So long as you are true to me,

And I am "truly yours."

When other lips breathe words of love

And make some promise true,

Then like some swift-wing´d messenger,

My love flies back to you.

Then am I happy, for I feel

Love crushes hearts by scores,

And leaves yours loving noe but me,

While I am - "truly yours."

Though time in its untiring flight,

Teach others to forget,

There´s one whose heart you taught to love,

Who fondly loves you yet.

Though I be sitting by your side,

Or off on foreign shores,

Morn, noon, or night, afar or near,

I still am - "truly yours."

William Shakespeare Hays

(1837 - 1907)

For the love of my life, my wonderful husband N.