I Found You a Flower

I would be remiss

If I denied you

The truth: my sly kiss.

My hope would be bound

With tight twine, I’m sure;

Waiting on love found.

I’d run to your side,

Oh, if I found you

A flower, my bride.

And, I’d wish to die

If you’d ever leave

Me without a sigh.

A rose for love chained;

A lily for you,

And my flower named.

Patrick, my unseen,

Will you please take me?

Patiently yours, Jean.