Contemplations
No one ever sang me love songs
Do I miss not hearing love songs?
Did I ever yearn for love songs?
If I did, I have forgot
There was always something needed
Something to be learned or heeded
And something they just receded
Pushed off to what is not
No one ever gave me flowers
But I never needed flowers
As I grew to know my powers
I had other things to raise
Flowers are frail, quickly drying
And un-watered, withered, dying
And for all your dearest trying
Their span is only days
Words of loving, softly spoken
Or a vow, a lover’s token
Only mean a promise broken
For they only mean to bind
Can you stop the year from turning?
Keep the distant stars from burning?
Love means growing, changing, learning,
Not just loving what you find
Love lives free, so goes the saying
So they can be no betraying
Where there’s no love, there’s no staying
And I never choose to stay
I had friends but ne’er a lover
Infatuation, I discovered,
Is a sickness I recovered
And go off and on my way
But one man, like no other,
Like a partner, like a brother
He doesn’t want a mother,
Nor a goddess, nor a slave
And he does not bring me flowers
Nor demand all of my hours
Is not jealous of my powers
And my heart will not behave
Gentle heart, so long neglected
No, with us, you are respected
No more, will you be rejected?
You’re a friend and more to me
Love for you means I feel means sharing
Room for growing, space for daring
And beneath it all, the caring
Touch my heart, love will live free
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