I wish her well, but far beyond mere well;
I want her good, but good is not enough.
I wish her so much good that good is fell,
And joy such that mere joy feels harsh and rough.
I do not wish to simply bring her happiness,
Though that indeed is part of what I wish;
I want to make her buoyant with success
So she could scorn to feed on such a dish
As simple plain contentment; I desire
To make her life as easy as can be,
And more than that. I eagerly aspire
To pass beyond base possibility
And gild her every moment with a smile
Such as may say "Life is beyond worthwhile."
No comments:
Post a Comment