Often at the end of day;
Shedding stress and pondering,
My mind does start to stray,
And simply easily wandering,
My thoughts return to you.
And every day it seems,
My heart tells my mind,
To focus like moon beams,
Your image and your shine,
My thoughts return to you.
For one year now plus some;
Along the path of love,
You and I have near become,
A symbol of the dove,
Inseparable and caring souls.
And forever I shall think,
And certainly will find,
I am yours and yours alone,
And my days are filled,
As my thoughts return to you.