I share a poem.

You are ours
(for Leigh)

I saw you sleeping this morning
with the birds
And in your drawing or swaying
I saw that curve
Of your construction in composition
with the lies
From one who truly wants your destruction
for you to die
But in your quiet shallow breathing
I see the truth
No one can shatter its peaceful moment
eternal loop
That He who loves you has ever given
by His own grace
No confrontation nor condemnation
no, not one trace
No matter spoken ‘gainst His beloved
will e’er remain
For you, my lover are His completely
and mine today.