a quite moment in a realm of cherish
with love, i comb your hair
too weak to move, you look
straight ahead and smile
i ask you what you are thinking
you shush me, and i hold up my
and say 'hey, just askin'
i remember the day i met you
you were with your girlfriends
i was with my dog journey
you were 15....i was 5
you smiled at me and waved
i smiled back and did the same
believe it or not, i knew you were it
with love, i braid your hair
too strong to be quiet, you
demand me to quit ruining your
hair and kiss you....i oblige....
still in disbelief that you chose me
after all these years....trying not to
cry....knowing that soon i will be losing
we cherish this quiet moment....loving each
other just because....we love each other....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015