We wager all we have in the life stakes

Then the choice is upto the gods

It doesn't matter who likes me or not

They can dance on my grave for centuries

I do not care, if you're not there.

Yes, it was me, that helped your mum conceive thee

Dear child of the morning. I will never-ever

Be through with you. Lady Blue.

There's no stake in my heart

Nothing in my  eyes, brain, neck,

But I'm still the same as you remember

Scrumping apples in late September

Worrying about you, as you do,

Loving you all the way through.

When your baby brother died

I had to hide my eyes away

From you as I knew that you knew

Even at six years old. No need to be told.

Always I will love you. 

 I never thought that I would do

Scared of the moon, scared of you

When you were tiny, tiny and blue.

Now I have lived a long time without you

Baby blue. Always able to see you

In my mind's eye, my heart.

We will never part. 

My lungs are my own and my health is not good

But we share the same blood, baby blue. 

We share the same grey skies

The same quirky intelligence.

But you are braver than me

More idealistic, better, 

We both love the same Irish woman.

We talk by other means

Not everything is as it seems.

You went to Dachau when you were young

Knew the depths of man's depravity.

Your grandfather, an orphan in the late 20s,

He may be a Jew

Your pumping heart:

I love you.