I met my love at her work,
by Michael Gale
She decidedly knows I am no Jerk!
My thoughts are always b'out my Love,
She's my baby, my sweet, sweet Dove!
Our path's had crossed, Once by chance,
Ever since I took that glance!
The ol'e heart t'was beating ever so
Now, that we're t'gether my outlook on
Life is lit very brightly!
When'st her presence is ever away,
My heart is empty, wanting her stay!
I do worry about my baby,
My love for her is sure, and not maybe!
To grow old together is all that's expected,
Better to be loved and not rejected!
Michael Jeffrey Gale
Copyright ©2005 Michael Jeffrey Gale