Beautiful lady, lily of the field
You, my umbrella and my shield
Your adoration showers like the rains
And drowns all odds and pains.
Searching everywhere unto the crest
Clear you stood above the rest
For never in my dreams most sweet
Did I such a lovely damsel meet.
Mesmerised I am, dreaming all the while
Of when we shall walk down the aisle
To vows we take we shall keep
With our affection ever deep.
For eternity our love shall sprout
Though the world be in drought
A union most blissful, this I know
For we ever shall sparkle and glow.
– Robert Asom –