My dear Penelope, you make me sing
how I admire you
dodging all the pitfalls
that our pitiful life does bring

There is no evil in your place
barricades from fools like me
how can I stay near you
with my ugly sneering face

You look lovely in the moonlight
and stunning in the glow
as the sun kisses your fair cheek
that rests and pales at night

When we walked that stormy lane
I could feel a sudden change in you
not just beauty but strength
and a total absence of pain

Your footsteps were profound
following the stepping stones
reaching heights of the immaculate
and I heard a trumpet sound

The summit of our love
giving me a chance at rugged handsomeness
and unyielding courage
as I raise my gauntlet glove