14 kwietnia 2014
To my wife (English sonnet)
Sincere, sweet, bright, lovely and very true
with a will that does not easily bend
as my love the great creator has made you,
to accompany me towards the world’s end.
With energy, valour as blazing fire,
as a companion against evil to death
with a strong spirit that never does tire,
that brings some happiness with every breath
you are my teacher, comrade and dear wife
who brings a kind of peace, some tranquility,
who travels with me in a world of strive
with a natural beauty and some serenity
that constantly brings a new kind of hope,
as your love stretches wide in its great scope.
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