Looking into his eyes so blue
Like gazing into the heavens
A beautiful spring day
The robins sing along with my heart
A gentle kiss
And global warming takes control of my soul
We walk hand in hand across the field
A fit so perfect
Gliding on the swing together
My heart takes flight
I run my fingers through his golden hair
He smiles and knows I love him so
Small words he speaks
but it sounds like a symphony of violins
If I had only known this feeling long ago…
I would have wanted grandchildren first
Patricia Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/real-love-11/
