Moses Had One, I Have Three

Moses had one burning bush, but I was given three;

At his, he spoke at length with God, and mine too, are sacred as can be!

For since you had to leave my side I go to them at night;

To heal my body’s burning desire, as I long to hold you tight!

Just like Moses, I sit there and I talk with you, to try to clear my head;

I’ve written lots of poems there, that lots of people all have read!

The bushes are so dear to me, for they were your favorite spot;

You’d get within ten feet of them, and to them you would trot!

I visit just once a week now, the night you left my side;

I touch all three, and send my love, with the tears that I have cried!

Some nights I know you come to me, I feel your spirit brush my face;

Then I open up my arms real wide, as you run to my embrace!