Our Love... Poem by Marilyn Lott
Our Love...
We sit on the porch on a summer eve
And watch the sun go down.
Hold hands and dream of tomorrow
As frogs croak their nighttime sound.
While the children lay in slumber
And our time alone stands still,
The daily worries vanish
As the day seems quite fullfilled.
But tomorrow when our babies wake
And our daily life moves on
I’ll enjoy yet another day
For our love is like a romantic song.
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