We met, you and I,
Recently,
Under the sun
Of a Cornish sky.
Your elfin form
Dashing, room to room,
Perpetual smiles
While
Shining brighter,
Than the Cornish sun.
I have no doubt
That you will break
The hearts of many young men,
But when you do,
I know you will do so
With grace.
Your presence
Brightens this world,
And I wish that the world responds
By bringing
You nothing but happiness.
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Owain Glyn
