Emily Nielson

Emily nielson, Emily Lloyd
Please look at me and see
How closely I watch, how much I enjoy
The you that is friendly to me.

You giggle with glee at a joke that I tell
Then cry at a silly romance
You stand for your rights like a pillar of steel
then bend at a whimsical glance

You radiate music and sunshine and grit
and sing when the soldiers are gone
a mother in longing - you wait and seem fit
though the months roll along like the song.

Victory’s tragedy brought to your eyes
sympathy’s deepest remorse
and caused you to fly to the heart of the ache
to give warmth where the blood had no course

You’ve taught me in patience a resonant touch
for bow and string of my own
a melody sweet and unfettered by fear
a lesson in reason’s deep tone

You in the north and I in the south
Feel close at the heart of our kind
I thank you for giving, and knowing , and being
The you that’s so precious a find