Come She Said
I kissed her 'neath the silver birch
"Come she said, we're missing church,"
I kissed her by the wishing well,
"Come she said, I hear the bells."
I kissed her by the old church gate
"Come she said, or we'll be late."
Beside the church on bended knee
I asked my love to marry me.
"Come she said let's go inside
And yes my love, I'll be your bride."
She kissed me as we ambled through,
And quietly whispered, "I love you."
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2018
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