Thoughts of a Courting Couple

An awe-inspiring calling voice I heard Suppressing all that was said in the night; From nearby a pair of known legs appeared Then we modestly lost our foolish fight. Silent was the hotel were we abode But for our loud voices that would no lie; All that hateful feeling which we bestowed Could not permit our sincere love to die. The pain and the grief which daily came Will be defended by eternal joy; Will be repaid with a future blessed home No disagreements will our love destroy. It’s our strongest token of love bequeathed It will be accomplished when we’re wedded.