Moonstruck

Saw her standing in the moonlight,
Crying her little heart away,
Then she turned and saw me watching,
And slowly walked away. I had believed the lies they told me,
Felt I couldn't bear the shame,
Now my heart was saying something,
I didn't care who was to blame. So I followed, and I caught her,
In my arms I held her oh so tight,
And I whispered as I held her,
Told her things would turn out right. In the chapel we were married,
By the flickering candlelight,
She looked just like a little angel,
In her gown and veil of white. As we knelt there in the chapel,
With her tiny hand clasped tightly in mine,
I knew I'd always love her,
Till the very end of time. Years flew by, oh so quickly,
And my hair is tinged with grey,
But I'll never, never, ever,
Forget that night on moonlight bay.

by Vivian I. Lord

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