A love greater than for me
You love another more than I,
And yet I do not mind.
You hold this other more than I,
And yet still I do not mind.
You have kissed this other more than I,
And even more I still do not mind.
And though you love and hold and also kiss,
Another more than I.
I celebrate in your love
For this other.
For what kind of father could be
Jealous of his child?
Ivan A Cooper,
