You
You betrayed me once. You betrayed her before.
And you swore
That your life was sacred
You would threaten it - No more
You nearly broke, you nearly fell
All was nearly lost again
But all life awoke
And broke the spell
That nearly snuffed out the life of men
A promise made, a promise kept
A battle has been won
Yet war still wages
And love still wept
In waiting the risen son
I come before you night and day
As a beacon of hope and truth
To shed love and light upon the way
And joy in the soul of youth
So arose the sun in glorious might
In the radiant morning hue
I was met that day by the purest sight
The sight of my love, in You
poem by Jeremy Cahoon
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