In Hope I sat, barefoot and broken, a tremble on my lower lip,
In hope I waited, there in prayer that when your eyes did meet once more my own,
That you would see the love I held within my heart for you.
The longest time was here with me, as I did sit in Hope to see,
if your love still was Mine.

Such swift romance had caught we two, our time had been too short.
Too many losses I had borne, and this was one, I could but hope,
would end this night, as in your arms, I would still know,
That you could feel the same as I, Our love, tho short was true.

From Kinnerton you came to me, Our hearts in Hope entwined,
We walked beneath the willow trees, where three strands I did weave for you,
Beside the river, where your lips, so soft upon my own did lay,
A kiss that gave me hope once more, our love could now begin.

And so it did, you took the choice to share a life of love with me.
Together in our Cornish Kraal, our love has grown each day.
My house you turned into a home, where love awaits my each return,
My dreams, so softly borne in Hope, are all so filled by you.

Upon my pillow, soft you lay, cascading hair which hides your face,
No sweeter sight could I admire, than these reminders of a love,
Which lifts me high, and fills my heart, and always holds me close.
Sweet Angel you are life to me, pray hold this heart of mine.

For thirteen moons have passed this way, since I was left in Hope,
and never has a day passed by when my heart did not know,
such feelings of a love so deep, such knowledge that my Goddess gave,
Such love as this is mine to hold, so blesséd is my life.

Maélwys /|\