To My Bhoy
T’was a Summer’s day when you and I did meet
With the heat of the hot sun that makes grapes sweet
A random encounter which crossed the equator
Only to find to my surprise, my own personal narrator
We both worship a Master whose identity differs
You call out to Jesus but I sing out to Bob Dylan
From their gospels we read and learn of life’s wisdom
And from their words we hear sounds of a familiar rhythm
You’re a scholar with the passionate heart of a Scot
You’re a man well travelled and who’s seen a lot
And I’m a girl in the Pacific floating like a lonely buoy
Who is grateful you reached out to give a big warm “Ahoy!”
T’was a Wintry day when you did leave in my sleep
We’d both endured suffering but were swift on our feet
The love of Dylan’s poetry we held dear in our hand
And you my love, will always be my song and dance man.
Maria D'Alessandro 2012
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