Marcus Mosiah Garvey

1887-1940

Love's Morning Star

I've waited patiently for you,
And now you come to make me glad;
I shall be ever good and true,
And be the dearest, sweetest dad.

You cheer my life with every smile,
And make me feet much like a bird
That flits and sings just all the while
Such songs as you have always heard.

You are the beacon light, my dear,
That guides me on the happy way;
Such love as yours I would not share,
But treasure in my heart all day.

I dream of you each eve and morn;
I picture you from distance far,
And everywhere, where love is born,
You are the brightest morning star.
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