I love: br The tides that ebb and flow br And marbled lights on broken roads br The warmth of poetry within br Evening caress that transcends sin. br br I love: br The birds that were duped by an early thaw br To mid-winter song, and wonder - br If they were so very wrong? br br I ask you to take this ageing ring of gold br Companion touchstone of a first communion br And to hold its trust as we will mold br What God shall join for evermore.