Ring On My Foot

Oh my feet are cold I grumbled as I sat upon the floor Head upon his lap as I hear him quietly snore I looked upon his face as though seeing for the first time Worries, not a trace, cant say the same of mine Asked myself the question,  is this face i want to see Each morning as i wake up will this pleasure me Thought of all his good deeds,  the way he takes control In an emergency,not by half measures but by whole Wonder if i turn around, put my feet on his chest They will get warmer,  shall i put it to the test So i did, not a pretty site,  sitting on my bum with feet looking white Slowly he rubbed them ,put them next to his body for heat So the answer to my question,  is yes i think i can Wake up each morning,  looking at this man Now i am laughing because when he rubbed my feet, I can see he Placed a ring upon them , now he is  asking  to marry me. Any man that  can put up with feet this cold must love me so Of course I  said Yes  he was the one for me, but God called him home.