#252 I’d Forgotten About Romancing - Poem by Jimmie Arrington
I'd forgotten about romancing,
I'd forgotten how that goes;
The use of actions instead of words,
Like offering a fresh picked rose.
Like surprise visits to show I care
Or gently brushing My Dear Wife’s hair.
I’d forgotten it’s great pleasure,
It’s meaning, it’s intent;
To strengthen love and trust,
That sorrows we prevent.
Like swaying slowly in the moonlight
Or holding My Girl all through the night.
I’d forgotten about the little things
That prove to mean much more.
Like holding hands, holding hearts
And holding open every door.
Like a soft kiss to awaken from sleep
Or wiping tears when comes time to weep.
I’d forgotten the importance of courting,
Of dating and of wooing.
How could I forget to romance,
Not just in speaking but doing?
My Lord and My Love, forgive how I’ve been
And may I never forget romancing again.
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