“Private Interpretation,” Ensign, June 1992, 61
Command: Be one.
My love, it’s clear
we must adhere
to one another’s atmosphere.
I’ve studied out how you don’t fit,
what you can easily omit
to bring alignment of our lives.
To help us really interknit
I have for you a deluxe kit,
swatches of my shining best
which you can stitch to mind and vest.
I scoured my soul and scrapbook, too
for parts of me that would help you.
I don’t presume to flatly state
that you assume my every trait.
Here is my nobleness
which will smooth your scragginess
and stretch out your short-sightedness,
and maybe spark your sluggishness,
and bring depth to your shallowness
(to shape it to sagaciousness).
How can that be?
This matter of a unity
will forge our best identity.
What fun we’ll have if we agree
to change the you in us to me.