Internally I wonder why?
One and two, two and one.
Together our love made us fly.
Years passed, deeper our love.
Like newly fallen snow, the seasons passed by.
A courtship, the woo.
Marriage, a honeymoon, it all began with “hi.”
Time lost all meaning. I wonder why.
The children came.
One, then two.
Remember that night by the open flame?
Number three in nine months will be.
Your eyes, more wrinkled. Your smile the same.
Our love is but true until the end of time came.