The Day

Written by: April Walter

I  tend to think of things.
Like the day I will wear the ring.

The  bride  of  my  first  love.
Then  fly  the  sky  just  like  a  dove.

Happinesss  would  fill  my  heart. 
Only one person know the day i will be told.


I do my best to make it right...
but i dont have much more might.

I will try until I can't no more.
In hopes that one day I will be able to sore.