Reward
Out of the silence
I come to you,
Bringing a love
Free as the dew.
I come and sing
A heart's great love,
And passion of soul
Pure as a dove.
But this I crave
As you pass by--
A smile on your lips,
A light in your eye.
poem by Joseph Seamon Cotter
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