When we first met my heart was dark and cold
Convinced that solitude was all I’d know.
Your presence, though, caused visions to unfold
Of picnic days and nights of stars aglow
They say that such as we should ne’er be bound
But only We decide the fate that’s ours
Love's Music sounds its seasons by their bowers
Like Springtime giving Life its Weft and Weave
Like Summer flush with vibrant Sunny days
Like Autumn hues on celebrating leaves
Like Winter hearths alit with Yuletide praise
You give me cause to find my better me,
To be a man and not a selfish boy
And cleave to thee, thy husband filled with joy.
