OH MY LOVE

There is a youth and glory
In the air: no longer
Do I live for me alone
I am complete at last:
My other half has come
And we are two;
The Spring is here
To match our happiness
A newer Spring, a truer Spring
Than I have ever known.

Before, at one remove
I saw it all - the stuff
That made the poets sing.
But now for her and me
It's all real, new,
Fresh and true
As it can ever be.

Life wears a glow for us
Glorious and everyday;
The littlest thing can wear a halo now,
Reflecting back the joy
We see in it.
Every year and never again,
Fresh as the leaves that blow
This morning on the chestnut tree;
Old chestnut, now love , new leaves
Glistening with birth,
Miracle and realisation.

That ordinary old every year tale
Is telling now from tree to tree
And flower to flower
Evening and morning finds a
New old tale told -
That's only hackneyed to those
Who haven't heard it!