My kin-friend old

For none have I as yet
But I've the pleasure of rejoicing
In a newborn joy
Of my kin-friend old.

A tale of one life
A life of one Love
A Love who held her
A hold, just now, let go
Of my kin-friend old.

Straight into the arms
Of the beloved, of kingly descent
Only to find a waiting chair
Treasured for a day God-sent
For my young kin-friend.

A tale of two lives
Th' joining of two hearts
A walk of two endings
Stumbling into two beginnings
Now held together
In cords of Love
Love Divine, all loves excelling
The Beloved and
My kin-friend old.