So softly,he sings to his own sweet love.The one who walks beside him.
She holds his heart,carries his child.With a love that is ever expanding.
They take nothing for granted,leave nothing unsaid.
They share their dreams of tomorrow.
Their love is pure,their love is wide.
In their life,they know no sorrow.
They share this love,as they travel on.With all those who will accept it.
Before the open heart,open mind.No barrier will stand.
They speak few words,to those they meet.
Their eyes shine with peace and contentment.
Their hearts overflow with that love.
They hold out their hands to us all.

This poem is written by my Mum Denise