SPLENDOUR.

Do I deserve you.

For you've given

The greatest of all

Splendour,

Your love without

wanting anything else, 

But myself,

Without the frills,

Without labels,

Without the glamorous

Trappings of the 

Material world,

Without impressions

That achievements,

Prestigious prizes confer,

Without status, power 

Recognition, or those

Prosperous concerns,

That resumes gauge   

For solutions of worth.

Without all these, you've given

Without the rod coming first,

So natural your disposition, 

The Splendour of life's mirth.