Classic Poem

Shiela, in the crowded way
Far from humming-bird and bee,
You are like a summer day,
Blithe and beautiful to me.

Shiela, when from southern height
Sloping flowery to the sea,
We together face the light
Of the years that are to be.

In our path and purpose one,
Soul and sense forever free,
You shall be my constant sun,
Shiela, beautiful to me.

When the blush of youth is gone,
You shall more than ever be,
In the great eternal dawn,
Shiela, beautiful to me.