truly yours

'tis many years since first we met,

when youth was in it's prime;

you've made my life a joy to me, -

one long sweet summer time.

our friendship ripened into love;

my heart but you adores,

and day or night i love but you,

i still am- "truly yours"

believe me when i tell you true,

love cannot close its doors,

so long as you are true to me,

and i am "truly yours"

when other lips breathe words of love

and make some promise true,

then like some swift-wing'd messenger,

my love flies back to you.

then am i happy, for i fell

love crushes hearts by scores,

and leaves yours loving noe but me,

while i am-"truly yours"

though time in it's untiring flight,

teach others to forget,

there's one whose heart you taught to love,

who fondly loves you yet.

though i be sitting by your side,

or off on foreign shores,

morn, noon, or night, afar or near, 

i still am-"truly yours."

-william shakespeare hays