Shall I compare you to the wonders of nature?
You have the majesty of the tiger,
You are vivid and bright as the northern lights.
I find you more valuable than any other beauty;
All those beauties possess are vanity and ignorance.
You are delicate as the flora of the lands,
When you are angry, you are like a wildfire;
When you are sad, you are like a flash flood.
Oh please don't be sad or angry,
For you are my vital source.

~Malcolm A. White