1 of 2
When you look at me
my heart melts within.
Since so very long ago,
it has always been.
Come away with me
to the valley low;
where we may sit beneath our tree
and talk of things unknown.
I will follow you
anywhere you lead;
for there’s not a soul, save you,
can bring true love to me.
These 2 are 1
and what they choose to do,
will please the both of them
because they’re 1 of 2.
A Cinderella Tale
She was a beauty but no one knew
Her beauty vexed the ugly two.
Her stepmother made her scrub and clean.
Then, a ball was announced, to find a queen.
The ugly two, their mother dressed,
hoping one would be the best.
She was not allowed to go to the ball
and was made to scrub and clean it all.
When they departed, her sad heart wept
till her fairy godmother she happily met.
She dressed her like a future queen
going to meet the future king.
At the ball, she sparkled like a star
and the prince loved her most, by far.
He took her as his chosen bride
and as king and queen they did abide,
happily ever after.
A Garden, Rare
It was a day of splendor,
Cherry blossoms were in bloom.
The birds sang sweetly in the trees
and his love for her consumed.
The path that they followed
led to a garden, rare.
She sat upon a bench
and he proposed right there.
The two of them were married
and loved each other more.
Soon they had a baby
and it opened up a door.
A door to new beginnings
where, with baby, they were three.
The love they had for him,
made a loving family.
A Meeting of Chance
There was a sparkle in his eye
and a lightness to his step.
He had found a girl most lovely
and was very glad they’d met.
Her heart was truly happy
for she liked him very much.
It was a meeting of chance
as neither looked for love.
They chose to meet for coffee
then other dates did follow.
Some days he brought her roses
and they, always, made her smile.
A night of splendor was the ball.
Her gloved hand he gently kissed.
As he led her slowly to the floor,
she knew she'd cherish this.
Long before the ball was over,
he took her to the lake.
He knelt down on one knee,
and a proposal he did make.
She, delightedly, said “Yes!”.
A Moonlit Sky
A field of flowers, a moonlit sky.
The beauty of it made her sigh.
He spoke to her, most tenderly,
"Of all the others, you’re all I see.
Your love for me sets my heart aglow.
Take my hand and ne’er let go.”
He led her in the moonlight
and put flowers in her hair.
She smiled a smile for him, alone,
and their love the moonlight shared.