By Claire Elizabeth Lawson-Brunner
There is something, though what I cannot place
About the lines and understanding on your face
From somewhere else, perhaps sometime before
Something about you tells me there is something more
Than what you reveal to me willingly day by day
Something hanging in your mind you’ve yet to say
I am waiting, patiently as I can, to find out your mystery
But I wonder, will you ever tell me?
Tell me what it is that fuels your brave acts of rescue
That causes you to risk your life the way you do
Like you cannot die, or seek not to live
Tell me what it is that makes you so eager to give
I can tell it is not chivalry alone, for this would be too dull
Written plainly in your eyes, is something impossible…
