For that most perfect of flowers

For ages you have shown
through the thick and thin
Always there
A beacon
A hope

A silver thread
upon which I clung
in my darkest of days

I've been unfair to you
Expected to much
For this I am sorry

But there is just to much
For time to erase
you know it
As do i.

And for this my Amarath
I dedicate this to you
For all you've done for me.
I owe you my life.