My Theory of Special Relativity
by cricketjeff on June 8, 2012. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Make me think of you in motion, or curled up upon my knees.
You make weekends last forever, make the workdays disappear,
You’ve redefined the whole of space and time.
When there’s many miles between us, with my eyes closed you are near
And cacophonies are symphonies of chime.
If I knew how I’d teach wild flowers to dress you in delight,
Then help the birds to sing you worlds of fun,
And if I could I’d make your stars shine brighter every night,
I’d paint your moon and redesign your Sun.
For you are my tomorrow, you’re my soul, my liberty,
I’ve forgotten every sorrow since you showed me how to see.