Dearest, please forgive the
Minor loss of fidelity.
I entreat you not to lose faith
In me. We can work through
This mess smoothly...really.
Do know that to you I will always
Be true. For now, let’s just
Ignore messages of Excel 2010.
My thanks to Trump's National for the statue, and Microsoft and RZ for the inspiration for the poem (of sorts).
Shadow of Your Wing by Carolyn McDade
Stay by me now that I may feel the shadow of your wing,
the shadow of your wing,
the shadow of your wing on mine.
Lay down you load that I may feel the freedom of your wings,
the freedom of your wings,
the freedom of your wings on mine.
Stay by me now that I may know the joy that lifts your soul,
the joy that lifts your soul
the joy that lifts your soul on mine.
