|Marcus - Love's Morning Star|
|Monday, October 31, 1927|
|I've waited patiently for you,|
And now you come to make me glad;
I shall be ever good and true,
And be the dearest, sweetest dad.
You cheer my life with every smile,
And make me feet much like a bird
That flits and sings just all the while
Such songs as you have always heard.
You are the beacon light, my dear,
That guides me on the happy way;
Such love as yours I would not share,
But treasure in my heart all day.
I dream of you each eve and morn;
I picture you from distance far,
And everywhere, where love is born,
You are the brightest morning star.
|Haile Selassie I|