My love to her I silently profess.
Watching as she smiles and dreams;
She brings me to stillness and peace,
Like that of a slow flowing stream.
I smile as I quietly reflect;
I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
A sweet princess to love and to protect.
A vow to myself I make,
As she quietly sleeps away;
To love and always cherish her,
Until my last breath... until my last day.
- Michael Brieck -