Your smile so familiar, so tender, so sweet
Bright happy eyes gazing into my heart
My soul warms with joy when you return
And embrace me, completing me again

I smile softly as I watch you grow
A cool tempest as you bring everyone close to you
Holding them indefinitely in your wondrous whirlwind
All born on the melodic laughter

You were born of the lilies, my girl
Your skin soft as the white lilies in my hand
Eyes like the sapphire dew drops that fall
From the tips of the rose leaves like tears
Your fragranced mane the inky black of night
Capturing stars as you move and sway

And in the silence that follows your leaving
I hear the hearts breaking in twain

You were born of the lilies
And swept up by the stars to keep you safe
And I miss you as you play in the night sky
My very own constellation
The brightest star your heart

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Artificium, in the year 461 AD.