I called you beautiful and you said so was I.

I called you beautiful and you said so was I.
It that moment, it was no lark, no lie.
My heart filled with bliss,  tears to my eye,
As water falls down from the vastness of the sky.

I called you beautiful and you said so was I.
A thousand bells just rang in the steeples of my heart,
That sacred trust, that bond of hope
I yearn to keep, I promise to hold
As the story of our affection is about to be told.

I called you beautiful and you said so was I.
I call out to all that is good and right,
A prayer, a wish, a passionate plight,
For you to be mine, in Divine sight,
As this journey begins on a path bright.

I called you beautiful and you said so was l...

As I wake up to you smiling

The smell of your skin, the scent of your hair
Makes me content, as it fills the air
How I long for you, even though you're next to me
The thought of you, relieves my despair
And lends my broken heart to repair,
As I wake up to you smiling.

You blush when I compliment your innocent face.
I revel in your kindness, your humor, your grace.
You brighten my nights, you lighten my days,
By being yourself, so wonderful in your ways,
As I wake up to you smiling.

I do not know what the future holds,
Spring's warmths or winter's colds,
With you by my side, I'll behold,
The tales that are yet to be told,
As I wake up to you smiling.

I seek my happiness within you.

In the quiet of the night, when all is still
My thoughts wonder about my future.

Though middle age is upon me, I still think with youthful fervor of a love I have yet to receive.

I want to find a quiet spot, at the end of the day to put my hat upon.
With you by my side as we talk about the toils of our day.

How sweet and wonderful those thoughts are,
Dreamlike, perhaps they are just that, a dream.

Though I don't know what the future may bring,
Wraths of winter, or bliss of spring,

I will keep seeking my happiness in you.

A snowy friday morning

A snowy Friday morning and I'm sitting on my breakfast table, watching the flakes fall from the nude branches of the elm tree.

The whirl of a distant fan, a gentle din breaking  the silence of an otherwise quiet day.

You rang me just to say hi early in the morning. I couldn't have asked for a more wonderful wakeup call.

In a long time, I am finally at peace within myself. Happy and content, but somewhat afraid that in a flip of a moment, this can all go away. 

But when one has known so many heartaches,  the anticipation of it doesn't phase me anymore.

I know not, how long this will last, but as long as it does, I'm still happy.