Beneath this tree
By repomen79
Dear heart beneath this willow tree, where I loved you and you loved me. where both agreed to share this life, Ever after man and wife. Upon this ground, that tender day, Rapture found, Me on my way. What of my dreams? that they come true? My fortune seems to lay with you. And all that I might ever own. Pales before the love you've shown. My wealth, my heart, my destiny. I found, my love beneath this tree. Must fall its leaves to autumn's cold, So likewise do our years turn gold. And love grow fuller, more sublime. Tell me darling one more time. Of passions proof and falling leaves. How great your loving soul relieves, The smallest little bit of doubt. That I should ever be without. Her, in whom my hopes abide. The angel that walked at my side. Her that I have held so dear, Come and let us linger here. That love may on this glad day be, Made new for us, beneath this tree.Tell em once and tell em twice. Sometimes a third time would be nice, Let them know that you love them so, It seems like good advice..... Written February 3rd, 2002 © on Feb 02 2002 11:21 PM PST, Patric Patterson 18 • 0 • 8
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