My darling farm boy.
Who cleans my blasters when I play pazaak or nap away.
Who sweeps the galley when I can't find the time.
Who carries me to safety when my feet no longer work.
Who cooks me dinner when the day is long over and my stomach rumbles.
Who brings me sweets when I think everything is falling apart.
Who holds me when the nightmares and memories take hold.
Who sits beside me while I scream and yell and rant and rave.
Who tells me he loves me even when I am the one who least deserves it.